Remember Us to Life
Regina Spektor is cutting-edge. This folk-inspired member of the so-called, "anti-folk," movement is comparable to PJ Harvey or Tash Sultana, and she should totally team up with Norah Jones. She has covered George Harrison and John Lennon. I heard her again on a, "Prairie Home Companion," repeat. She performed her song, "The Trapper and the Furrier," (from, "Remember Us to Life"). It is like a big wall, Grunge Harrison production, and a song worthy of quoting, for discussions of the OCCUPY nature.
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The Trapper and the Furrier
Regina Spektor
The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise
And all the animals lay clawless and toothless before them
And all the mother's stepped away from their babies
Leaving them open and easy to handle
The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise
They took some for now and they got some for later
And they marveled at the pelts, not a bullet hole in them
And they filled up the cages with pets for their children
What a strange, strange world we live in
Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven
What a strange, strange world we live in
Those who don't have lose, those who got get given
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The owner and the manager went walking through paradise
And all the shelves were filled with awards and achievements
And on every corner, a power presentation
And on every floor, an army of workers
The owner and the manager went walking through paradise
And all their charts showed so much promise and progress
No sick days, no snow days, no unions, no taxes
And they wandered towards home, kings of their castles
What a strange, strange world we live in
Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven
What a strange, strange world we live in
Those who don't have lose, those who got get given
More, more, more, more
The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise
And all the sick were around and with fevers unbreaking
Crying and bleeding and coughing and shaking
And arms out stretched, prescription collecting
The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise
Pressed suits in a courtroom, aroma of chloroform
And they smiled at the judge, disposition so sunny
Cause they didn't have the cure but sure needed the money
What a strange, strange world we live in
Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven
What a strange, strange world we live in
Those who don't have lose, those who got get given
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Songwriters: REGINA SPEKTOR
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