Blast it all!
There's a fire in the hole!
I left the city filled with lust and I never saw any coal
Still my dreams are filled with the dust of somebody else’s soul
Energy, Energy makes the world go around
Energy, Energy, listen to the sound
Shout it from the mountaintops while you’ve still got ‘em
The energy won’t be what stops until we get down to the bottom
Blasting off!
There's a fire down below.
I left the city filled with luck and like the mountains have grown old
A scene: the rivers fill with muck and the capitol plated gold
Now look at this mess you’ve made
You ought to be ashamed, afraid
You can’t take all that energy; you’re digging everybody’s grave
Now look at this mess we’re in from all your pissing in the wind
The energy below doesn’t grow; you’ve taken all that’s ever been
Energy, Energy, watch the world go around
Energy, Energy, can’t escape the sound
Shout it from the mountaintops while you’ve still got ‘em
The energy won’t be what stops.
“Portraits” is a collection of expertly drawn narrative songs with sharply observed lyrics and rustic instrumentation. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 25, 2022