You and me and the war of the end-times
And I believe
California succumbed to the fault line
We heaved relief
As scores of innocents died
And the Andalusian tribes
Setting the lay of Nebraska alight
Till all that remains is the arms of the angels
Hetty Green
Queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab
You know what I mean?
On the road
It's well advised that you follow your own bag
In the year of the chewable Ambien tab
And the Panamanian child
Stands at the dowager empress's side
And all that remains is the arms of the angels
And all that remains is the arms of the angels
Ah-oo
Ah-oo-oh
Ah-oo
Ah-oo-oh
When you've receded into loam
And they're picking at your bones
We'll come home
We'll come home
Quiet now
Will we gather to conjure the rain down?
Will we now
Build a civilization below ground?
And I'll be crowned the community kick-it-around
And the Andalusian tribes
Setting the lay of Nebraska alight
Till all that remains is the arms of the angels
Till all that remains is the arms of the angels
Ah-oo
Ah-oo-oh
Ah-oo
Ah-oo-oh
Ah-oo
Ah-oo-oh
Ah-oo
Ah-oo-oh
The Decemberists are an American indie rock band from Portland, Oregon, formed in 2000. The band consists of Colin Meloy (lead vocals, guitar, principal songwriter), Chris Funk (guitar, multi-instrumentalist), Jenny Conlee (piano, keyboards, accordion, backing vocals), Nate Query (bass), and John Moen (drums).
The band has released eight studio albums, to date, with their lyrics often focusing on historical incidents and folklore. Audience participation is a part of their live performances, typically during encores. The band stages whimsical reenactments of sea battles and other centuries-old events, typically of regional interest, or acts out songs with members of the crowd.
In 2011, the track "Down by the Water" from their album, The King Is Dead, was nominated for Best Rock Song at the 54th Grammy Awards.
This is because Peter Buck (R.E.M. guitarist) is featured all throughout the album... It helps lend the air of the world's most pretentious R.E.M. tribute album.
It's not the Decemberists if the lyrics don't contain at least one reference that is unique in the whole canon of popular music.
You know what I mean?"
Not a fuckin clue, brother.
Hetty Green was the richest woman in America, in the era of J P Morgan, but lived so frugally that after she died, her bathroom soap dish was found to have four tiny scraps of soap in it instead of the fresh bar that she could have afforded 10,000,000 times over. (Based of memory of reading about her in Guinness Book of World Records in 1970)
I bet you'd love to hear James McMurtry cover this.
You know what I mean?"
Not a clue.
But thanks for the peppy little song.
You and me and the war of the enzymes
REM called. They'd like their sound back.
Um, who did they call, Peter Buck? Because that's him laying down those 12-string arpeggios on this track.
Whoops, never mind.
You and me and the war of the enzymes
Hahaha! That's what I always thought he was singing!
I guess the quotations/riffs/rip-offs that sound like "Pretty Persuasion" and "Harborcoat" and "Second Guessing" help it go down, but when it's over I realize that I wouldn't seek it out if it weren't served up.
When it's on = 7
When it's over = 4.5
Reminds me of a Monty Python bit, paraphrasing.
"The Decemberists are like a dose of the clap. When they arrive, there is pleasure. But afterwards, there's a pain in the dong".