A spellbinding, simple statement of insight and honesty. The gift of one of the greatest poet-lyricists of his time or any. Dark and true, with that stark, pulsing backing track and Cohen's characteristic husky song-speech.
It's rather upsetting how cutting the lyrics to this song are. That the world carries this dark underside we all have to confront. "Everybody knows the dice are loaded / Everbody rolls with their fingers crossed / Everybody knows the war is over / Everybody knows the good guys lost." Cryptic, but deep down, you know. You know.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Cohen.
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