Summer blood for fighting dogs
Mardi gras nineteen fifty-four
OH NO he never liked lincoln at all my child
I always thought the sun was just some hole in the sky till now
As we float this corpse ashore
Paroled in 54'
The four who*es of the apocalypse laugh (laugh and laugh)
Houses burning full of yellowed photographs
Of our children in fear disappearing from the ledge
Is god just an echo I hear in my head yeah
As we float this corpse ashore
Paroled in 54'
(yeah, yeah)
Summer blood for fighting dogs
I been everywhere on the same side of some road with you
The way that I remember being born was like waking from a dream
(you were there with me)
I bet your mother never ever heard you sing that song for me yeah
The way that I remember being born was like waking from a dream
I bet your mother never ever hear you sing that song for me
Somewhere we can't see from here
Somewhere we can't see from here
Somewhere we can't see from here