Brussels - Jonathan Jeremiah

Lets sing this song for Linda, Mustapha, Jean-Pierre, Fatima, Michel and Paul The brain of God, les flamands Et les wallons You and me and Mr Nobody Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels The city s open as an old whore Where it's expensive to be poor Petit pays avec un grand esprit Where they speak no language at all Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Brussels, sel, Elle est belle, elle She's a lady A dirty beauty Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Lunion fait la force Aprs nous les mouches Loignon fait la force Vive les moules Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels Dancing in the streets of Belgium Brussels, where they eat sprouts And raw mussels

Brother there's a little sale on, uh, vests at, uh, Walmart? Nine dollar Oh yeah? Eight something, yeah... Nice little vest, light. Click... Click... Click... I need sugar I need a little watersugar I get thoughts about you And the night it wants me like a little lost child Locked in a safe place Lookin out the window The dark move fast past the window The dark on the other side of the locked door Click... Click... Click... My thumb's on a tetris keyring Moving in brilliant timing You pick up the phone And i'm imagining Click... Click... Click... Click... Tiny wires in her ears Slide into the city Tiny wires in her ears Slide into the city Click... Click... Click... Click... Click... Click... Expected early in the mornin' Expected early in the mornin' Rising in the morning stopped to you Beneath the feet of the city Click You disconnect from me Click When you're gone you take your century Telephone breath between us There are no borders between us Only these wires Dust between the wires And the green grass In the distance I am your tourist Expected early in the mornin' Expected early in the mornin' Moving in brilliant timing... I search for this spot then find you fellas hangin around at the same Stump... and you're right there with 'em Well, i've never fished here, but i caught beaucoup fish in reverend Burton. I never did catch fish here Bbeaucoup fish in reverend burton (Sugar, I need sugar) (Sugar, I need sugar) (Sugar, I need sugar) (Sugar, I need sugar)... (Click...) (Click...) (Click...) (Click...) Expected early in the mornin' You disconnect from me...

Jeremiah was dealt his hand Went off to another land this evening For to find some inner peace And to see a better way of living He only went to try to change something His poor young life was pulled from under him Found him by the motorway Jeremiah ran away from something Jeremiah's mother wept For the answers they had left behind them He only went to try and change something His poor young life was pulled from under him And everytime I see the sun go down I think of you The polizei have swept it out of sight There's nothing new And everytime I see the sun go down I think of you I hope someday someone will feel the need to tell the truth Little one do not fear The ways of the world Will soon be clear