Our next guest are an incredible rock band from Washington,
here to perform their latest hit, "Gold Rush."
Please welcome for the first time on our show,
Death Cab for Cutie.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
[MUSIC - DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE, "GOLD RUSH"]
(WHISPERING) Gold rush, gold rush, gold rush, gold rush.
[SINGING] Gold rush.
Digging for gold in my neighborhood.
Gold rush.
Where all the old buildings stood.
Gold rush.
They keep digging it down and down.
Gold rush.
So that their cars can live underground.
Gold rush.
The swinging of a wrecking ball.
Gold rush.
Through these lath and plaster walls.
Gold rush.
Is letting all the shadows free.
Gold rush.
The ones I wish still followed me.
Change.
Followed me, followed me.
Please don't change.
Stay.
Followed me, followed me.
Stay the same.
Gold rush.
And I remember a winter's night.
Gold rush.
We kissed beneath the street lamp light.
Gold rush.
At our bar near the record store.
Gold rush.
That have been condos for a year or more.
Gold rush.
Now that haunts have taken flight.
Gold rush.
And been replaced with construction sites.
Gold rush.
Oh, how I feel like a stranger here.
Gold rush.
Searching for something that's disappeared.
Gold rush.
Digging for gold in my neighborhood.
Good rush.
For what they say is the greater good.
Good rush.
But all I see is a long goodbye.
Gold rush.
A requiem for a skyline.
Gold rush.
It seems I never stopped losing you.
Gold rush.
As every dive becomes something new.
Gold rush.
And all our ghosts get swept away.
Gold rush.
It didn't used to be this way.
Change.
Be this way, be this way.
Please don't change.
Stay.
Be this way, be this way.
Stay the same.
Cranes.
Be this way, be this way.
Devour the light.
Strange.
Be this way, be this way.
Appetite.
And I've ascribed these monuments
a false sense of permanence of placed faith in geography
to hold you in my memory.
Gold rush.
I'm sifting through these wreckage piles.
Gold rush.
Through the rubble of bricks and wires.
Gold rush.
Looking for something I'll never find.
Gold rush.
Looking for something I'll never find.
Gold rush.
Digging for gold in my neighborhood.
Gold rush.
Where all the old buildings stood.
Gold rush.
They keep digging it down and down.
Gold rush.
So that their cars can live underground.
Gold rush.
It seems I never stopped losing you.
Gold rush.
As every dive becomes something new.
Gold rush.
And all our ghosts get swept away.
Gold rush.
It didn't used to be this way.
Change.
It didn't used to be this way.
Please don't change.
It didn't used to be this way.
Stay.
It didn't used to be this way.
Stay the same.
It didn't used to be this way.
[CHEERING AND APPLAUSE]
Death Cab for Cutie-- the name of the CD
is Thank you for Today.
Everyone in the audience is going home with a copy.
I love them so much.