They rang the warning bell before the city fell
But you were arguing about the furnishings
You let them breach the gate
You let them seal our fate
I’m sure you’re feelin’ fine
I’m sure your pockets lined
You oughta be deposed
You oughta be dethroned
You oughta decompose
Like the ones you let die alone
Don’t come round here talking your shit giving me lip
about the problems that you somehow overcome
you’re nothing but a fuckin bum
I listen well, that dreck you tell no it don’t fool me for a spell
no not one single tiny moment
You may have fouled up all these fools and slathered up some salty spools of yarns you made them think are truths
You made them think there’s more to you
You made them think that you’re not cruel
But dollar signs just make you drool
white collar crimes are just the rule
So now the time has come
We’re gonna watch you run
We’re gonna watch you squirm
Devolve and watch you burn
the bridges that you built
over bodies and blood you spilt
It’s gonna be so loud when the truth will out
and when our work is done and we can feel the sun
then we’ll go out and play and there’s nothing more that I need say
An hour of spacey, dreamlike new music from Ducktails. “Daffy Duck in Hollywood” boasts mirage-like songs with laid-back melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2017