The Builders And The Butchers
"Barcelona"

wear a suit of red and white
and each light and raise a candle
and we covered walls of the colors end 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 our 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

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