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Little Instruments The Constantines Mercy little rocker, bleeding guitars Went out chasing landmarks fell asleep at the bar Swinging with the sweet rogues down at Club Charity Always dressed to the teeth, always in heat Beyond them naked You Are A Conductor The Constantines Useless secrets, beat your wings There's a little good in everything You are a conductor It's a giant step going out Reeling in jungles of doubt You are a conductor Shamble on, anarchy, battles to come No Ecstasy The Constantines 'neath a beehive But you've been wading in them dirty waters Since you were thirteen years Running with that lonely crowd Crying them dirty tears Thirteen, broke your last baby tooth Fourteen, joined the Steal This Sound The Constantines File those nails and clip those wings Cause it's curtains for the cretins when they cut these strings It's some missionary complex that keeps me testifying It's time we steal these pennies back from the Arizona The Constantines This is a song about the death of Danny Rapp And that great gospel jest called rock and roll Some modern spirit Wounded and sober Here's the hunger of a generation And another ritual surrender Another Fun with Instruments 베베핀 I’m a little drummer Who loves to play the drum all day long Wow! Ok, here we go! Boom-di, boom-di, boom-di, boom! Boom-di, boom! Boom-di, boom! Boom-di, boom-di, boom-di, boom! Hyacinth Blues The Constantines Raise the grey flags Ink the trenchant ballads The retail mob is bleating At the latest dead sensation The cretinous crowd is salting the sores Rejects at the trough Vulture the corpse Under suspicion Thieves The Constantines Sweating it out in my room Barefoot and unbuttoned to the waist The street car runs all night And I can't wait So meet me down behind the abattoir With the last of the summer kings Meet me down at the Some Party The Constantines This is some party a capacity crowd on some fifty fourth story A mile above the lowly stations and any honest crime Sick with the stars consolidating on the vine I'll play the witness, every line here To The Lullabies The Constantines You sing like dynamite tonight As we race through downtown financial sectors glowing And we serenade with car alarms Nearly found ourselves buried beneath the powerlines Or tied down But we move like the Seven A.M. The Constantines We're paperless Won't document this Under surveillance Reconnaissance The nation of the sleeping And its promotions We slip beneath the marquee In a car named Anadyr Hiding beneath the streetlights By Young Offenders The Constantines Curse the corpses, call in the futurists This is the ballad of the young offenders Leave no manifestos, save graffiti in the train yard These legs were made to run When the dares pick a victim The railhead The Long Distance Four The Constantines Let the Parisian crowd stand and shout Let the audience in the riot drown the players out That scene is long since vacant All the great halls have been washed out This is no broken promise, no national Working Full-Time The Constantines The sun was coming up Soldiers of light storming my brain Day, have I the guts to greet you Alarm clock tomorrow, cradle to the grave Working full time Vigilant people in the cult of enterprise, lean into Justice The Constantines When your words won't do no justice And you've been led by the tusk To the aid of a friend who's down a busted To a sister who's lost the lust This is the Easter of your skin, son This is the making of Hotline Operator The Constantines this life is blessed When against your hand My pulse can rise and rest Sing dissemblers Sing Lazarus Stand on ceremony For us with lust it's only motivation Hotline operator Rolling Blackouts, put out the Love In Fear The Constantines On the weird winds of Ontario Came worry sailing strange and low And we laid under the heavy sheets to love to spite the strange winds blowing To lust with raging lungs What hangs above when we love in Draw Us Lines The Constantines Starhawk in a street ritual Pleas from Herald Square to the heavens Earth and seas Let the hand move its people And draw us lines from our fiery designs Unknown unknowns Let all our gardens grow And overtake Saint You The Constantines Sweet girl in the diamond cut dress She's the queen of the broken hearts I'm going to milk that posison tongue And go blind in the lovers' march Who you calling on Who's callin' you I'm soaked in kerosene Lizaveta The Constantines Lizaveta, we stood together in the pissing rain Your skin was showing through your shirt You said, 'Lover, let's run for cover' I said, 'Lover, wait Stay here and I'll give up all I'm worth' It's good Soon Enough The Constantines Years from now, they will make water from The reservoirs of our idiot tempers Soon enough, work and love will make a man out of you Through and through Your gentleman father would pray for a daughter As Good Nurse The Constantines On the ground floor of a human tower There's a concession open twenty four hours And there's a woman with a good mind Who knows that no one ever lived in a healthy time Good nurse Gentle woman Sheryl Lynne Windy Road The Constantines It's true that the sky was filled with dust and silver Waves of light across a crooked highway The ocean in a silver flask Best get new dreams, these old dreams won't last This is not your home Leave this ALL THESE INSTRUMENTS Nick Hakim Darlin', what's the deal now? Islands In The Stream Feist, The Constantines painEvery beat of my heartWe got somethin' goin' onTender love is blindIt requires a dedicationAll this love we feelNeeds no conversationWe ride it together, ah-ahMakin' love with each other, ah-ahIslands in the No Money Makers Julie Doiron No money makers, no promise breakers People might have to dig for gold People might line up just to hold Onto a dream I had about love Where there was you and there was me And there were the little ones Let’s Play Musical Instruments 주니토니 Jingle, jingle tambourine Clangy, clangy triangle Clap, clap castanets Rattle, rattle maracas Now play them to the rhythm. Let’s play a fun song! Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat! Ding-dong! Burn The Flames Roky Erickson Here I sit A vampire at my piano The flames burn glaringly higher And the eyes that stare through the darkness Though they have no form There's no need for alarm So burn, so burn Burn the flames higher HAPPY SAD  (Instruments) HUS (허밍어반스테레오) A wind instrument that sounds through one's breath 이지선 Listen to the sound of wind instruments coming in Can you hear the sound of flute? Listen to the clarinet and oboe sound Trumpet trombone Listen to the tuba Horn and Bassoon are wind instruments