Faun Fables - The Corwith Brothers lyrics

Every Friday, at four To a darkened door We bring this package Which always gets sent But they're never in And so we begin... To wonder if they paid the rent To wonder if they paid the rent There's wooden partitions Which reek of suspicion We notice a roll of banker's chairs Pulled-out or pushed-about As if someone was recently there As if someone was recently there But they'll be right back Oh, they'll be right There's a sign on the door that says They'll be right back They're not like the others The Corwith Brothers They'll be right back The place looks old Like time has its hold On the moment the occupants disappeared The objects are moved But the workers removed I tell my dispatcher, Man this is just too weird I tell my dispatcher, Man this is just too weird It doesn't seem right No computers in sight I wonder just what kind of business they do If no one would mind I'd go in and find A world away from all that is new But they'll be right back Oh, they'll be right There's a sign on the door that says They'll be right back They're not like the others The Corwith Brothers They'll be right back