That Petrol Emotion - Stories of the Street video free download

That Petrol Emotion's cover of Leonard Cohen's "Stories of the Street," from I'm Your Fan. It's wonderful. (lyrics follow)

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lyrics

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The stories of the street are mine, the Spanish voices laugh.

The Cadillacs go creeping down through the night and the poison gas.

I lean from my window sill in this old hotel I choose,

One hand on my suicide, one hand on the rose.

I know you've heard it's over now and war must surely come.

The cities, they are broke in half and the middle men are gone.

But let me ask you one more time, O children of the dusk:

All these hunters who are shrieking now, do they speak for us?

And where do all these highways go, now that we are free?

Why are the armies marching still that were coming home to me?

O lady with your legs so fine, O stranger at your wheel,

You are locked into your suffering and your pleasures are the seal.

O come with me, my little one, we will find that farm.

Grow us grass and apples there, keep all the animals warm.

And if by chance I wake at night and I ask you who I am,

O take me to the slaughterhouse, I will wait there with the lamb.

With one hand on the hexagram and one hand on the girl,

I balance on a wishing well that all men call the world.

We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky,

And lost among the subway crowds, I try to catch your eye.