This live performance makes me cry this song has been with me through everything and his voice has too. Thank you Owen for blessing my life with your music
No hope for the village, no hope for the village There's a merchant in our midst and with a barrel fist He's coloured every surface, he's slapped up a portrait And yes, it is his own! He's gonna take your home! Have you seen our visitor? Look! Over the treetops! Newly conjured erections are making him a killing And Richmond St. is illing, so the graduates are willing To buy in to the pillage, now there is no hope for the village Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp When he was a young man, he conjured up a firemare And burnt off both his eyebrows and half a head of hair And then as an apprentice, he took a Drowish mistress Who bestowed upon his youthfulness a sense of Champagne Chic Oh seduction, his seduction to the world of construction Now his mind will start to wander when he's not at his computer Now his massive genitals refuse to co-operate And no amount of therapy can hope to save his marriage Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp Can you hear them talking? Listen through the wall: Nothing to do, nothing to do Living rent-free is boring me Got no use for my PE Degree Got no use for my pedigree I feed you every morning and ask so little Hedi Slimane But you belittle all the work that I do And Agnes B When you take that walk without permission I'm not content I'm not defensive, I'm just saying this cause I love you I'm not content You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool Donna Karan Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill And Kara Saun Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent I'm not content Is that what it's about? Oh honey, honey, shut your mouth I'm not content.
Lyrics No hope for the village, no hope for the village There's a merchant in our midst and with a barrel fist He's coloured every surface, he's slapped up a portrait And yes, it is his own! He's gonna take your home! Have you seen our visitor? Look! Over the treetops! Newly conjured erections are making him a killing And Richmond St. is illing, so the graduates are willing To buy in to the pillage, now there is no hope for the village Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp When he was a young man, he conjured up a firemare And burnt off both his eyebrows and half a head of hair And then as an apprentice, he took a Drowish mistress Who bestowed upon his youthfulness a sense of Champagne Chic Oh seduction, his seduction to the world of construction Now his mind will start to wander when he's not at his computer Now his massive genitals refuse to co-operate And no amount of therapy can hope to save his marriage Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp Can you hear them talking? Listen through the wall: Nothing to do, nothing to do Living rent-free is boring me Got no use for my PE Degree Got no use for my pedigree I feed you every morning and ask so little Hedi Slimane But you belittle all the work that I do And Agnes B When you take that walk without permission I'm not content I'm not defensive, I'm just saying this cause I love you I'm not content You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool Donna Karan Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill And Kara Saun Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent I'm not content Is that what it's about? Oh honey, honey, shut your mouth I'm not content
This live performance makes me cry this song has been with me through everything and his voice has too. Thank you Owen for blessing my life with your music
The last 2,000 views minimum are solely mine, I swear. I've been hearing this song on repeat for the past 4 days and I am not even joking.
you are not alone. I love this one for years.
Yeeeesssss❤❤❤❤
God is good... He gave us you, Owen.
Time passes, and I always end up back on this video.
Until I saw this video I had no idea it was Owen doing the falsetto, impressive.
❤🦆
What an understated tour de force!
My favorite live recording of him
Underrated king ❤ genius
Really what a talented chap
defo the best live version on youtube, thanks for sharing :-)
Brilliant!
Obsessed with Owen Pallett......
just imagine a musical (!) done by owen pallet and xavier dolan.
❤❤ tu doit continuer ton son je l’adore de la part de Sylvie à palaiseau
Sooo beautiful😇🎶🎶🎶🫶
When I die i hope i hear Owen Pallet violin sounds.
I was blessed to be his neighbour and hear him practice every morning. I woke up to my own private concert of Owen Palle
You will my friend
Beautiful
impossibile trattenere le lacrime
owen pallet is the boss!!!
Beutiful.
he's so good
Mad man
Tan bueno y se ve tan simple
Se ve simple, hermano. Pero es complejo :')
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when it comes to violin, I think owen pallett wins, sorry andrew bird. I love you but this is amazing.
Both are great, to me they make quite different types of songs with their own distinct styles, so it's difficult to compare them.
I'm a huge Andrew Bird fan, but some of his music has always felt a bit contrived and lacked passion. I know no other way to say it.
The end violin run sounds chromatic yet there is so many higher and lower notes in between i cannot figure out the pattern.
fuckin great!!!!!
No hope for the village, no hope for the village
There's a merchant in our midst and with a barrel fist
He's coloured every surface, he's slapped up a portrait
And yes, it is his own! He's gonna take your home!
Have you seen our visitor? Look! Over the treetops!
Newly conjured erections are making him a killing
And Richmond St. is illing, so the graduates are willing
To buy in to the pillage, now there is no hope for the village
Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp
When he was a young man, he conjured up a firemare
And burnt off both his eyebrows and half a head of hair
And then as an apprentice, he took a Drowish mistress
Who bestowed upon his youthfulness a sense of Champagne Chic
Oh seduction, his seduction to the world of construction
Now his mind will start to wander when he's not at his computer
Now his massive genitals refuse to co-operate
And no amount of therapy can hope to save his marriage
Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp
Can you hear them talking? Listen through the wall:
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Living rent-free is boring me
Got no use for my PE Degree
Got no use for my pedigree
I feed you every morning and ask so little
Hedi Slimane
But you belittle all the work that I do
And Agnes B
When you take that walk without permission
I'm not content
I'm not defensive, I'm just saying this cause I love you
I'm not content
You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool
Donna Karan
Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill
And Kara Saun
Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent
I'm not content
Is that what it's about? Oh honey, honey, shut your mouth
I'm not content.
Lyrics
No hope for the village, no hope for the village
There's a merchant in our midst and with a barrel fist
He's coloured every surface, he's slapped up a portrait
And yes, it is his own! He's gonna take your home!
Have you seen our visitor? Look! Over the treetops!
Newly conjured erections are making him a killing
And Richmond St. is illing, so the graduates are willing
To buy in to the pillage, now there is no hope for the village
Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp
When he was a young man, he conjured up a firemare
And burnt off both his eyebrows and half a head of hair
And then as an apprentice, he took a Drowish mistress
Who bestowed upon his youthfulness a sense of Champagne Chic
Oh seduction, his seduction to the world of construction
Now his mind will start to wander when he's not at his computer
Now his massive genitals refuse to co-operate
And no amount of therapy can hope to save his marriage
Prisoners, be silent, be silent and be sharp
Can you hear them talking? Listen through the wall:
Nothing to do, nothing to do
Living rent-free is boring me
Got no use for my PE Degree
Got no use for my pedigree
I feed you every morning and ask so little
Hedi Slimane
But you belittle all the work that I do
And Agnes B
When you take that walk without permission
I'm not content
I'm not defensive, I'm just saying this cause I love you
I'm not content
You know I hate it when your friends are in the pool
Donna Karan
Old money stinks, send those faggots back to Forest Hill
And Kara Saun
Contentment? What contentment? I am bald and impotent
I'm not content
Is that what it's about? Oh honey, honey, shut your mouth
I'm not content
las primeras veces que lo escuche y lo vi aun no tocaba con un nord
👏👏👏🫶🎻🌹🎻
Had to come a seeking here on RUclips cuz he disappeared of spotify... x
Bruce Springsteen is the boss. Nice try though. Owen is pretty awesome
He seems to be inspired from something superior... WONDERFUL!