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Calamity Song - The Decemberists
Had a dream you and me and the war of the end times
And I believe California succumbed to the fault line
We heaved relief as scores of innocents died
And the Andalusian tribes
Setting the lay of Nebraska alight
'Til all that remain is the arms of the angels
Hetty Green queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab
You know what I mean
On the road it's well advised that you follow your own bag
In the year of the chewable Ambien tab
And the Panamanian child
Stands at the Dowager Empress' side
And all that remain is the arms of the angels
And all that remain is the arms of the angels
When you've receded into loam
And they're picking at your bones
Will call cold
We'll come home
Quiet now will we gather to conjure the rain down
Will we now build a civilization below ground
And I'll be crowned the community kick-it-around
And the Andalusian tribes
Setting the lay of Nebraska alight
'Til all that remain is the arms of the angels
'Til all that remain is the arms of the angels
