Song Lyrics

Oh, City of Daughters
Is that what you wanted to be?
Oh, City of Daughters
Is that what you wanted to be?
Oh, City of Daughters
Is it not safe to say you've come when called?
A minor point of contention
It's the pointlessness of the invention
Trust, there's no need to remind us
We're all dying alone tonight

In a City of Daughters
Sister, I confess, I have forgotten just what it is that you wanted to be
Fluffing and a-folding those clothes that you were sold in
To servicing what it is you always wanted to be
In Vancouver, things are simple when they fit you to a "T"
Once again, you have refused the new pornographies
A minor bone of contention
It's the soullessness of the convention
Rock 'n' Roll sure came through for you
Why would anybody want it to?

What is it about music that lends itself so well
To business-as-fucking-usual?
A minor source of contention
The resourcelessness of the convention
Rock 'n' Roll sure came through for you
Why would anyone want it to
When we can burn the living
Proof, go

Daniel Bejar, Jason Zumpano, John Edward Collins, Scott Morgan, Stephen Michael Wood

The duration of City of Daughters is 2:35 minutes and seconds.