The Fiery Furnaces - We Got Back the Plague lyrics

That easy-going man of blood Mucking out in the McLennan county mud If you're hoping he won't well of course then he must Driving his truck through the McLennan county dust I read in my book on Sunday afternoon So it's easy to think the end's coming soon But though sometimes the signs from heaven are vague Early November we got back the plague While beautiful Laura's sweeping the porch He's teleconferencing up his operation torch And I don't care if he bombs Babylon to hell Except for he's building Babylon here as well Waking up in Cedar Rapids asking for allies Praising his leeches and looking for likewise Down in St. Charles local talent he hawks Smirking and sowing the winds as he talks In Northern Virginia on their excursions L.U.V. in with all their diversions Horns for hounds and spurs for horses Release the committed 72-hour task forces Bentonville and Dallas with gasoline douse Then back to Crawford going over to the firehouse Behind the curtains not turning much of a trick Sicking ourselves to make ourselves sick That easy-going man of blood Mucking out in the McLennan county mud If you're hoping he won't well of course then he must Digging us down under the McLennan county dust