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Behold the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered

Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge their vessel
Be strong
Be patient

Standing by a riverside 
A river so deep and so wide 
Current's too strong for only one man 
I know because I tried 

I got eight oars - 
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower
is breaking before us

Proterra, take this hand
The open wound, the promised land
Breaking the waves, spread the oars
Cast our badge for the shore
Aboard a craft bereft of oar
I rowed upstream to find Lenore
Abducted by a bandit or
A king from some forgotten war

And mindful of his larval
the harbour,
Silently ignite.
The oar dips in to oil like water and we,
Are away.

Your hand won't write, not tonight,
But your mind may wander.
Great peril awaits us beyond the Black River
Summoned by the beating of drums
Our number is few and our errand is dire
We do what must be done
I'mma tell you what the oars about
We About to milk this scene dry and take the carcass to the slaughter house
Shit you ain't thought about the crew
This is tomorrow callin´
Let´s stick a new oar in
This is tomorrow callin´
Y´all ´n
Come on in
And my crew are the bravest ever handled an oar
And not by the tempest, they laugh at its roar

No ballroom can tempt me nor raise my despair
Valhalla, this is where I belong, I belong

We crash o'er the waves
Bite deep on the oars
Scouring the spray
On the storm's maul
Then lightning reveals
Then flashin' through the interference
Beams a thousand tunes
This is tomorrow callin'
What have I to lose?
Truckin' by the railway station
Suede in town, bridge bound 
See the shiesty eyes, filled in double o 
This is it, through the corridor 
Hit the floor, time why'all pack it up 
Movin' in next door, searchin' from floor to floor
You know what they're lookin' for
Someone's always keepin' score every time you dip the oar

Slow down this ain't a race car rally
Bit by bit
Inch by inch
Cool your heels
We're hangin' fire
That's the way
That's the way
That's our
The sound of the earthquake, 
The rhythms that you make, 
Are makin' my head shake in two. 
Magnetized by you 
Your love will pull me through
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I found my love by the gasworks croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall
In this
Pulling the weight up against the wind
Is the plight of the galley slave
Chained to this cold bench, six to the oar
Sentenced to an early grave
your heart, I promise you,
In this, our "two by four" town,
"Welcome" on the door town,
If you'll make it your town, too.

(Musical interlude)
the spring
On the smokey wind
In this dirty old town
Dirty old town
This dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
I met my love
The summer elvis died
And we slept outside
The air raid siren blew;
At twelve a.m. and noon

this whidbey house upon the hill
Has long since been
The oar strokes of their mighty fleet
Battle's drawing near
His heart pounds loud and wild
He's waited for this day
Then suddenly a dragon's head
peeps who wants sober 
Suede in town, bridge bound 
See the shiesty eyes, filled in double o 
This is it, through the corridor 
Hit the floor, time y'all
at them with force

All men to the oars
Row for all your worth
Most likely this will be your last day
On this wretched earth

The weak they try
Someone throw me an anchor
I've gotta drown this disease
No one seems to matter anymore
Gotta get back to the meaning
Gotta get back the score

Buy my soul