Neko Case Lyrics
14. Red Tide
There's a smell here that stands my hairs on end Dog hair in the heater, gas pumps and cedar And jack knifes on the nine And seabirds choked in fishing line The clouds say hush but the chainsaws march On to Custer and Columbia The salty tentacles shrink in the sun But the red tide is over, the mollusks they have won There's a smell here of gravel and cigarettes lit When the match made them sweet When the engine turned over and beat up our street Oh, that was a day to remember I remember because of the fires that lept From the caves of the things that have not happened yet When I think of them now they smell to me black sinister I want to go back and die at the drive-in Die before strangers can say "I hate the rain" "I hate the rain"
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