[ Featuring Arrows ]
I'm your echo whisper sweet, the choir to which you preach
All rains that I'd create made an island that I'd gate
Lost in your coat a suit of soot and creosote
It's all coming down, I hope we stay afloat
It's a matter of time before you know
'Till they take back the town and get the vote
Coyotes get the vote
Matted fur and thistle, thistled me
Hairs on my neck, bristle bitter sweet
If there's time I think we, I think we should
Open up our eyes and share the neighborhood
It's a matter of time before you know, before you know
'Till they take back the town and get the vote
Coyotes get the vote
They always get the vote
Coyotes get the vote
