Sunday, July 21, 2024

Elephant Gun by Beirut

 If I was young, I'd flee this town

I'd bury my dreams undergroundAs did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight
Far from home, elephant gunLet's take them down one by oneWe'll lay it down, it's not been found, it's not around
Let the seasons begin, it rolls right onLet the seasons begin, take the big king down
Let the seasons begin, it rolls right onLet the seasons begin, take the big king down
And it rips through the silence of our camp at nightAnd it rips through the night
And it rips through the silence of our camp at nightAnd it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that I hide