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 whores 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