Barcelona

Wear a suit of red and white
 And each light and raise a candle
 And we covered walls with the colors and with oils
 And we put our bare feet upon the red rock soil
 When the sun goes down on southern Barcelona
 Every child will turn to stone
 And when the sun goes down on southern Barcelona
 Everything will turn to gold
 We will sing out to the damned
 From the tops of haciendas
 Now the Rio is on fire
 And a call to join us sings the midnight wire
 When the sun goes down on southern Barcelona
 Every child will turn to stone
 And when the sun goes down on southern Barcelona
 Everything will turn to gold
 And your brother placed his hands upon your hands
 Cleaned your pockets
 And closed your eyes
 And a white cloud drifts across the dirty sky
 And you're breathing
 But you're going to die
 La de da da da da da da da da da
 Paint your front door red and white
 Fill your pockets with lead and silver
 Now the sea will rise and boil
 When we give our bodies to the red rock soil
 When the sun goes down on southern Barcelona
 Every child will turn to stone
 And when the sun goes down on southern Barcelona
 Everything will turn to gold
 All you see will turn to gold
 Everything will turn to gold