Texty piesní The Decemberists

The Decemberists

Calamity Song

Had a dream

You and me and the war of the end-times

And I believe

California succumbed to the fault line

We heaved relief

As scores of innocents died

And the Andalusian tribes

Setting the lay of Nebraska alight

'Til all that remain is the arms of the angels

Hetty Green

Queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab

(Know what I mean?)

On the road

It's well advised that you follow your own bag

In the year of the chewable Ambien tab

And the Panamanian child

Stands at the dowager empress' side

And all that remain is the arms of the angels

And all that remain is the arms of the angels

When you've receded into loam

And they're picking at your bones

We'll come home

Quiet now

Will we gather to conjure the rain down?

Will we now

Build a civilization below ground?

And I'll be crowned the community kick-it-around

Chorus