More songs by Gorillaz
Description
Sometimes it seems that everything around us has long since turned into digital reflections - moving, talking, laughing, but as if on autopilot. And inside, there is an empty waiting room where the echoes of one's own thoughts play. This track sounds exactly like that: from the border between reality and simulation, where the question “are we still alive?” sounds not tragic, but almost mundane.
Everything trembles in a slow, rhythmic pulsation, like a lamp in the basement that can't decide whether to burn or go out. The music doesn't demand an answer, it just reminds us: as long as it plays, it's alive. Even if it's on autopilot.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Take your gun, how you say?
There's no way we behave.
You took so long, and yet again, you sing a song that doesn't sin.
It grows, you know.
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last to get away to a song another day?
Or do we know what we know doesn't seem to be conveyed that way?
Are we the last living souls? Are we the last living souls?
Are we the last living souls?
Yeah, we're the last living souls.
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up.
Oh,
I say 'cause all I've sung,
I got it down and wrong.
I see myself to get the long sea and low down.
The counting takes in the part, the carbon arc.
A coast man who doesn't sing is strong.
When you walk into the calm, I see it walk into the fog.
But when you get there, do you see you get the last, and you don't need it?
'Cause we're the last living souls.
Yeah, the last living souls.
Yeah, we're the last living souls.
We're the last living souls