Paroles House of the rising sun - tuka version (feat. tuka) Alt-J

House of the rising sun - tuka version (feat. tuka)

You called me today
You told me you were gonna die
(Father, father, father)
What was I gonna say?
Sorry, I don’t wanna lie
(My father, father, father)
You remind me of this old folk song that got passed around
You used to sing it
I bet the songs that you sang incited [?]
Didn’t just pay for your dinner

Party like an animal
It was a party with the animals

Sink a lot of liquor
Kiss a lot of women
How many could you pick up?
[?] sitting pretty in the middle of a [?]
Mom said you’re the reason I started
One day she got sick again and hit her
You could have had it all
Instead, she had enough

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor soul
And, Lord, my father's one

With me and my sister
We had to leave [?]
My mother was a high planes drifter
She said I could ride with her
We started again as a party of three with a heart on a sleeve
She asked for redemption
In need of a friend
He was charming I guess, but history repeats
Pardon the cliché, it was hart to believe
I can’t pretend like you
He was no father to me

Motherfucker was an animal
Was a party with the animals

Strum a guitar
In our house of the rising sun
You beat my mother
In our mad house of the rising sun
Drunk on Monday
Was his father’s son
In the background singing
This is the song he sung

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor soul
And, Lord, my father's one

[?]