Текстове на песни: Arcade Fire. The Year Is.

I see the lightning almost every day
I?ve stopped pretending its a bird of prey

my little brother?s got a strange disease
he gives a name to everything he sees

ABC, Do re MI, KKK, NAACP
USA, DOA, NYC, RIP

We heard the thunder on your daddy?s farm
your momma said it was a fire alarm
the neighbors heard it and they started to run
we were deciding what to name our son

lets call that son of a bitch

ABC, Do re MI, KKK, NAACP
USA, DOA, NYC, RIP

The years is?(shout out any year that comes into your head, its all the dark ages)