Mud

On a road trip at the end of the world
With a trunk full of bones and a man called The Lobe
Rain for days come from memory clouds
That we try to tune out with dials on the front of my radio
Radio
Save us from the things we know
Sing a song like you still care
But you won’t
'Cause the money ain’t there
And you’re still counting change from your sucker dive years ago
Louder now and we can’t turn it down
Got the same song skipping for the last hundred miles
Drama, drama, heartache, sugary-hook
All timed to the beat of a wiper blade symphony
Still, waterfalls pour from cracks in the sky
State after state as the sea levels rise
The Lobe turns left says, «I don’t mean to rush
But there’s a time bomb in my skull
And I think it’s gonna go off»
So who cares if we’re all broken-hearted
And who cares who got the rain started
Just hold your breath
'Cause when the flood comes
We’re all just gonna turn into mud
So who cares if we’re all broken-hearted
And who cares who got the rain started
Just hold your breath
'Cause when the flood comes
We’re all just gonna turn into mud
So I laid on the ground
Said, «I'm not going on, dry land is a myth
And she’s floating with her surrogate Dylan
Around the high seas further away»
(Ticking louder, ticking louder, tick, tick, tick)
Bang! Bang! Bang! Go the bones in the trunk
They slept too long
And now they know it’s time to get up and dance the Dance of the Falling Sky
Just cut this shit and get on with it
So who cares if we’re all broken-hearted
And who cares who got the rain started
Just hold your breath
'Cause when the flood comes
We’re all just gonna turn into mud
So who cares if we’re all broken-hearted
And who cares who got the rain started
Just hold your breath
'Cause when the flood comes
We’re all just gonna turn into mud
One tear drop in the river don’t mean a thing to no one
One tear drop in the river don’t mean a thing to no one
One tear drop in the river don’t mean a thing to no one
One tear drop in the river don’t mean a thing to no one
Now the rivers are full
Who cares?
Now the rivers are full
Who cares?
Now the rivers are full
Who cares?
We’re all just gonna turn into mud
Who cares?
Now the rivers are full
Who cares?
Now the rivers are full
Who cares?
Now the rivers are full
Who cares?
We’re all just gonna turn into mud
Who cares?