Arcade Fire Lyrics
2. Neighborhood #2 (Laïka)
Alexander, our older brother Set out for a great adventure He tore our images out of his pictures He scratched our names out of all his letters Our mother should've just named you Laika... Come on, Alex. You can do it! Come on, Alex. There's nothing to it! If you want something, don't ask for nothing! If you want nothing, don't ask for something! Our mother should've just named you Laika... It's for your own good It's for the neighborhood... The neighborhood! Our older brother bit by a vampire For a year, we caught his tears in a cup And now we're gonna make him drink it Come on, Alex. Don't die or dry up! Our mother should've just named you Laika It's for your own good It's for the neighborhood... The neighborhood! When daddy comes home, you always start a fight So the neighbors can dance in the police disco lights The police disco lights Now the neighbors can dance! The police disco lights Now the neighbors can dance!
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