Safe the wave now,
taste the metal on your tongue
March the dogs of war
into the sun
Heave and cry out,
low
the planes
they duck and punch
Melt the candy clouds and parchment lungs
Two seasons invade,
a tremor enslave With hands on grenades,
drive the light from
the shade Like an orange blockade,
we always seem to
get played See the men on parade, see the men
on parade
She
splits the atom in the night,
feel her as she turns
Sing to her trumpet trees and watch them burn
Heave and cry out,
call the priestess to the sound
Pluck the tyrant from the brim and watch him drown
Two seasons invade,
a tremor enslave With hands on grenades,
drive the light from
the shade Like an orange blockade,
we always seem to
get played See the men on parade,
rain heavy like carpet bombs Sweet grass and lemonade
Fold the memory into your arms and
whisper it away
Two seasons invade,
a tremor enslave With hands on grenades,
drive the light from
the shade Like an orange blockade,
we always seem to
get played See the men on parade,
see the men on parade
You can shout at the mountain,
but they've already crowned him
They've already crowned him,
yeah they've already crowned him
With his crowds of ten thousand...