General Elektriks Rebel Sun song lyrics

Summer rain is rolling down your cheek

Marbles on your skin

Man with the suit

Says it's a dollar for a drop

The morning dew

A dollar for a drop

The sun hits hard as you walk to the well

The well thing's got to stop

Man with the suit

He's the one who deals the drops

Water the tree that gives the fruits

A dollar for a drop

I count the coins in the palm of my hand

I can't pay for the clouds

A rebel sun is, rising under my skin

Soldier put down your gun

Something's got to give

We're gonna kick you out of this town

We're gonna count the silverware before you go

We're gonna send you back northbound

We're gonna change the locks when you go

We're gonna strip you of your fine suit

Put you on a raft and blow

As you get back on your street, comes a man from the past, the present, the future

Gilding by slowly on a wild ride, a Chinese junk boat with soccer pitch headlights

A giant cloud of incense smoking out of his eyes, you know it makes no sense

Pine needles cover his ship, a howler monkey is lighting the candles

A speaker box by the helm rattling chimes made of broken bottles

The monkey kills the stereo, the man turns his head...

Can you feel what's coming?

You can't see his mouth, but moving his lips to make sounds is not his goal

He doesn't have to talk, you already know he's got a different conception of the soul

And as he's stepping out of his ride, you fear that the spear and machete aren't for show, no no!

You got your rubies, your crowns, your rings but they don't shine so bright now

Maybe St John of the smokes screens, patron of deceivers wasn't the ticket

That star that followed you at night wasn't a star after all

It was a cosmic vacuum sucking out your heart

You won't need your diamond-incrusted cell phone

There's no signal where you're going