เพลง One Kind Of Solomon

Song: One Kind of Solomon

Artist: The New Pornographers

Lyrics: A.C. Newman

Solomon had his following, he heard his calling

In a fever dream at 4 or 5 in the morning

Nothing he thought would enter him into the canon

But he had to take the work the world would hand him, in this gig economy

Solomon built his temple, as an example

But his people trashed the place like it was a rental

Sooner or later you see this side of the cannon

But the song won’t play if you don’t let the band in....

Stranger every time I open up my eyes....

Stranger every time I open up my eyes....

Solomon had his following

They had been calling him by so many names that he lost track of all of them

Famous for nearly killing the kid and expecting

That his blind faith was as honorable as the next thing

He prayed for happy landing

Solomon knew astronomy

Didn’t take Ptolemy to say “the Pharisees got nothing on me”

Sooner or later you see that side of the cannon

As you look up from the jar you had your hand in

Stranger every time I open up my eyes...

Stranger every time I open up my eyes...

These are bad signs, while rivers of bad wine are poured down our culture

Blood’s what we draw here, as we skip to the best bits

Trying to mess with the names on the guest list

Waiting for screen time, waiting for starlight

Waiting to skip line, waiting for starlight

Waiting for checkmate, wanting to get straight

Solomon has his following, he had his calling in a fever dream at 4 or 5 in the morning

Sooner or later you see this side of the cannon

But the song won’t play if you don’t let the band in

Solomon had his following...

Solomon had his following...

Stranger every time I open up my eyes...

Stranger every time I open up my eyes...

Stranger every time I open up my eyes...

Stranger every time I open up my eyes...