Janglin'

Edward Sharpe And The Magnetic Zeros · Up From Below [2009]

Well, our mamas they left us

And our daddies took a ride

And we walked out of the castle

And we held our head up high

Well, we once were the jesters

In your kingdom by the sea

And now we're out to be the masters

For to set our spirits free, set free



We want to feel ya

We don't mean to kill ya

We come back to heal ya janglin soul

Edward and the Magnetic Zeros



Well, your wartime is funny

Your guns don't bother me

I said we're out to prove the truth of

The man from Galilei

Well, your laws are for dummies, yes

Your institutions dead

I say we're out to blow the trumpet

To wake you all from bed, from bed



We want to feel ya

We don't mean to kill ya

We come back to heal ya, janglin soul

Edward and the Magnetic Zeros



We carry the mail

We carry it home

We carry the mail now

We carry it home

Scare up your letters

Give us your tails

Blowing like whale now to magnetic ears



We want to feel ya

We don't mean to kill ya

We come back to heal ya, janglin soul

Edward and the Magnetic Zeros