Lyrics The Beat Is Down (Four Wretched Singers Beyond Any World That You Have Known) - Frog Eyes

The Beat Is Down (Four Wretched Singers Beyond Any World That You Have Known)

The fiery tendrils of educated blue blood rum
Plum city oracle submits her highest sum
Set out on the escalator and bleed neon-flavored fun
Four wretched singers in the cold
Beyond any world that you’ve known
Yesterday was Saturn but today the pills are Mars
A tongue forsaken for a field of nudist cards
Moderator moderates every time you fell out of cars
And awoke in some field
Beyond any world that you’ve known
Was not the winter, no, nor the fall that breaks me down
Alistair is a name for clowns
The beat is down
Was it milk or a wound without a scar
Scarecrow turns and burns into some barn
Pounds his fist and cried «I know now who you are
You are one scented singer in the mist
Beyond any world that you’ve known»
«The Malls» up here are few and they are far
But get there we will my wunder-bar
Set out on the escalator and bleed up kind of far
Outside of the bounds of, the bounds
Of any world that you’ve known
Was not the winter nor the fall that breaks me down
Alistair is a name for a clown
The beat is down
Was not the winter no nor the fall that breaks me down
Alistair is a name for a clown
The beat is down
The beat is down
The beat is down
The beat is down down down down
Down down down down
Down down down down