Tithe letra

Spending the best years of a childhood horizontal on the floor
Like a bobsled minus the teamwork and the televised support

And nothing sounds appealing

Someone retired on a percentage of the tithe that paved these roads
They lead to nowhere but they're still gridlocked, made of solomon's pure gold
Beneath the door frame waiting for earthquakes after the rapture comes and goes
The saints went marching, the trumpets salving, the chosen ones are phoning home

And nothing sounds appealing

Menomena - Letras

• Air Aid
• Baton
• Black And White Mountains
• Bote
• Boyscout'n
• Boyskouts Sweetboyskouts
• Capsule
• Cough Coughing
• Dirty Cartoons
• Don't Mess With Latexas
• Duel
• E. Is Stable
• Evil Bee
• Five Little Rooms
• Gay A
• Ghostship
• Giftshoppe
• Heavy Is As Heavy Does
• Intil
• Killemall
• Lunchmeat
• Muscle'n Flo
• My My
• Oahu
• Oh Pretty Boy You're Such a Big Boy
• One Horse
• Pique
• Plumage
• Polo
• Queen Black Acid
• Rose
• Rotten Hell
• Running
• Shirt
• Skintercourse
• Sleeping Beauty
• Strongest Man in the World
• Tantalus
• Taos
• The Insulation
• The Late Great Libido
• The Monkey's Back
• The Pelican
• Tithe
• Trigga Hiccups
• Twenty Cell Revolt
• Walking
• Weird
• West
• Wet and Rusting