Leonard Cohen - The Future (Live in London)

Leonard Cohen - The Future (Live In London) (Official Video) Listen on Spotify: Listen on Apple Music: Amazon: YouTube Music: Facebook: Instagram: Official Website: Lyrics: Give me back my broken night My mirrored room, my secret life It’s lonely here There’s no one left to torture Give me absolute control Over every living soul And lie beside me, baby That’s an order! Give me crack and anal sex Take the only tree that’s left And stuff it up the hole In your culture Give me back the Berlin wall Give me Stalin and St. Paul I’ve seen the future, brother It is murder Things are going to slide (slide) in all directions Won’t be nothing (won’t be) Nothing you can measure anymore The blizzard, the blizzard of the world Has crossed the threshold And it has overturned The order of the soul When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) I wonder what they meant You don’t know me from the wind You never will, you never did I’m the little Jew Who wrote the Bible I’ve seen the nations rise and fall I’ve heard their stories, heard them all But love’s the only engine Of survival Your servant here, he has been told To say it clear, to say it cold It’s over, it ain’t going any further And now the wheels of heaven stop You feel the devil’s riding crop Get ready for the future: It is murder Things are going to slide (slide) in all directions Won’t be nothing (won’t be) Nothing you can measure anymore The blizzard, the blizzard of the world Has crossed the threshold And it has overturned the order of the soul When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) I wonder what they meant There’ll be the breaking of the ancient Western code Your private life will suddenly explode There’ll be phantoms, there’ll be fires on the road And the white man dancing You’ll see your woman hanging upside down Her features covered by her fallen gown And all the lousy little poets coming round Trying to sound like Charlie Manson Yeah the white man dancing Give me back the Berlin wall Give me Stalin and St. Paul Give me Christ Or give me Hiroshima Destroy another fetus now We don’t like children anyhow I’ve seen the future, baby: It is murder Things are going to slide (slide) in all directions Won’t be nothing (won’t be), nothing you can measure anymore The blizzard, the blizzard of the world Has crossed the threshold And it has overturned The order of the soul When they said (they said) repent (repent) Repent (repent) I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent) I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent) Repent (repent) I wonder what they meant When they said (they said) repent (repent) Repent (repent)