Lyrics Clairaudients (Kill Or Be Killed) - Bright Eyes

Clairaudients (Kill Or Be Killed)

Cassadaga, oh yeah, that’s where you’re going to find the center of energy
And they’ve got those in Arizona too
You know, there’s, I know that there’s wonderful grounds that have vortexes
That you might be interested in going to
And then go to Nevada.
And then go to California
And then come south and go back through Arizona
And go through Texas.
You know what I’m saying?
Getting rid of the old feelings of the old ways of thinking
And, you know, it’s kind of like with people and the tarot cards
Just because you get the Death card doesn’t mean death or dying
It means transformation.
It means changing things around and starting something
new
Cause I was pulling in on a, on a dog or companion
Somehow I get the impression that you’re almost a little afraid to start the
trip
It doesn’t have to be a straight line happy face
But make kind of a happy face, I mean kind of a smile
Go up, up the east coast, but it’s gonna be a circle
You know what I’m saying?
It’s gonna be a sloppy circle
Don’t be afraid.
You know, years and years and years ago, you know, you might
You might have come across some river and rock and the mountains or whatever
And then when you get there maybe you’ll have the answers you seek
We have moved into a new era and life as we know it is changing
Your relationships, career, and location will all be subject with an energy
Allow me to share with you tips that will assist you during these new times
Don’t give up hope on yourself, no
Just be patient about the fact that, be patient about how things are unfolding
Because psychically, you’re less … why are you afraid to start?
I think you should go
I think you should go
You know, plan ahead, pack the things that you think you’re gonna need
And then just go
Cassadaga might be just a premonition of a place you’re going to visit
Corporate or Colonial
The Movement is unstoppable
Like the body of a centerfold it spreads
To the counter-culture copyright
Get your revolution at a lower price
Or make believe and throw the fight, play dead
It’s exploding bags, aerosol cans
Southbound buses, Peter Pan
They left it up to us again
I thought you knew the drill
It’s kill or be killed
Future Markets, Holy Wars
Been tried ten thousand times before
If you think that God is keeping score, Hooray!
(Victory! A defeat! Victory!)
For the freedom-fighting simulcast
The imminent and the aftermath
Draw another bloody bath to drain (Oh Allah! Oh Jesus please!)
Like the polar icecaps centrifuge
First snowman built at the end of June
He slicks his hair for the interview, his fifteen-minute fame
Would you agree times have changed?