Piano Fire
Mark Linkous
I got sunburnt waiting for the jets to land
Surplus people with hairy little hands
Hit it boys, strike up the army band
I got sunburnt waiting for the jets
How do you feel?
How do you feel?
I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes
Fiery pianos wash up on a foggy coast
Squeaky old organs have given up the ghost
Fry them up and kill the piano birds
There's creaky old organs burning on the coast
How do you feel?
How do you feel?
I can't seem to breathe with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes