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The Fiery Furnaces - We Got Back The Plague Lyrics



The Fiery Furnaces - We Got Back The Plague Lyrics




That easy going man of blood
Mucking about in the McLennan County mud
If you're hoping he won't, well course then he must
Driving his truck through the McLennan County dust

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

While beautiful Laura's sweeping the porch
He's teleconferencing up his operation torch
And I don't care if he bombs Babylon to hell
Except for he's building Babylon here as well

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

Waking up in Cedar Rapids looking for allies
Praising his leaches and looking for likewise
Down in St. Charles local talent he hawks
Smirking and sowing the wind as he talks

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

In Northern Virginia on their excursions
L.U.V. in with all their diversions
Horns for hounds & spurs for horses
Release the committed Seventy-Two hour task forces

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

Bentonville and Dalas with gasoline douse
Then back to Crawford going over to the firehouse
Behind the curtains not turning much of a trick
Sicking ourselves to make ourselves sick

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

That easy going man of blood
Mucking out in the McLelland County mud
If you're hoping he won't well course then he must
Digging us down under the McLellan County dust
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That easy going man of blood
Mucking about in the McLennan County mud
If you're hoping he won't, well course then he must
Driving his truck through the McLennan County dust

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

While beautiful Laura's sweeping the porch
He's teleconferencing up his operation torch
And I don't care if he bombs Babylon to hell
Except for he's building Babylon here as well

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

Waking up in Cedar Rapids looking for allies
Praising his leaches and looking for likewise
Down in St. Charles local talent he hawks
Smirking and sowing the wind as he talks

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

In Northern Virginia on their excursions
L.U.V. in with all their diversions
Horns for hounds & spurs for horses
Release the committed Seventy-Two hour task forces

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

Bentonville and Dalas with gasoline douse
Then back to Crawford going over to the firehouse
Behind the curtains not turning much of a trick
Sicking ourselves to make ourselves sick

I read in my book on Sunday afternoon
So it's easy to think the end's coming soon
But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague
Early November we got back the plague

That easy going man of blood
Mucking out in the McLelland County mud
If you're hoping he won't well course then he must
Digging us down under the McLellan County dust
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Writer: ELEANOR FRIEDBERGER, MATTHEW FRIEDBERGER
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing




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