[Verse 1]
Arab architects are strung up by their necks
Singing, hallelujah, hallelujah, blessed be the Lord
And now I'm drifting through the streets drinking gypsy wine
Singing, I can't believe how strange it is to be alive right now
[Chorus]
I see the good people trying
I remember when comfort was not an option
We were younger then
Disciplined and strange
Focused and restrained
We were younger then
[Verse 2]
If you need some quiet time to process all that guilt
Well, the desert lasts for days and out there there's nothing else to do
Round here they turn ocean into land and sell that land for gold
Then use that gold to build themselves bigger better homes
[Chorus]
I see the good people trying
I remember when comfort was not an option
We were younger then
Disciplined and strange
Focused and restrained
We were younger then
(I see cranes on the horizon)
Arab architects are strung up by their necks
Singing, hallelujah, hallelujah, blessed be the Lord
And now I'm drifting through the streets drinking gypsy wine
Singing, I can't believe how strange it is to be alive right now
[Chorus]
I see the good people trying
I remember when comfort was not an option
We were younger then
Disciplined and strange
Focused and restrained
We were younger then
[Verse 2]
If you need some quiet time to process all that guilt
Well, the desert lasts for days and out there there's nothing else to do
Round here they turn ocean into land and sell that land for gold
Then use that gold to build themselves bigger better homes
[Chorus]
I see the good people trying
I remember when comfort was not an option
We were younger then
Disciplined and strange
Focused and restrained
We were younger then
(I see cranes on the horizon)
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