Frank Black And The Catholics - St. Francis Dam Disaster lyrics

There was a well known water master man He was the king He could do anything The St. Francis dam disaster, man Thought she was all right Until around midnight Because that water seeks her own She had a desire to flow She was looking for somewhere to go She was a slave to the great metropolis She was feeling choked She pushed the wall till it broke When they heard the great apocalypse At powerhouse number 2 Well, there was nothing they could do Because that water seeks her own Five and one half hours she would flow She had 53 miles to go A cascade down to Santa Clara way Near 60 feet high Now she's a mile wide It was clear she was going far away And whole towns were, too A few got lucky in Piru Because that water seeks her own But four more hours she would flow She had 29 miles more to go She carried in her every kind of thing House, tree, and telegraph pole Some say a thousand souls At 3 A.M. she gave Santa Paula a ring She was still 25 feet high Under a peaceful sky Because that water seeks her own But two more hours she would flow She had 19 miles more to go It was a real bad night in little Saticoy El Rio, then Montalvo How many, no one really knows Ventura Beach was very scary, boy Humanity a-pile She went a final mile Because that water seeks her own Into the sea water flowed Now forever she would go