Mariana Trench

Album: Down In The Weeds, Where The World Once Was (2020)
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  • Well they'd better save some space for me
    In that growing cottage industry
    Where selfishness is currency
    People spend more than they make

    So I wrapped my head in bandages
    From a string of happy accidents
    I guess maybe I asked for it
    But who am I to say

    The closing bell death tolls
    Hear the market crash
    A crying trader swears he'll get out of the game
    The cowboy drinks himself to death
    Fresh out of rehab
    While they're loading all the rifles on the range

    Look up at that Everest
    Look down in that Mariana Trench
    Look now as the crumbling 405 falls down
    When the big one hits
    Look out for the plainclothes
    Look out for what the wiretap knows
    Look out on the ever-widening money trail and where it goes

    It takes a lot of gall
    To try to please
    These dehumanizing entities
    I befriended all my enemies
    They had my back against the wall

    Oh a coward is
    What a coward does
    I suppose maybe I always was
    But I'm sick of it
    I've had enough
    And now I'm ready for the war

    The lion bows his head down
    To the ringmaster
    With the tightrope stretched so high
    Above the crowd
    All these faces are contortionists
    It must have hurt
    Because they all looked as unhappy
    As a clown

    Look long at that Stonehenge
    Look quick is it something you missed
    Look in to that smoldering building's bombed out fog
    Until it finally lifts
    Look up at that big wave
    Look down at your other brother's grave
    Look hard for a harder something to sacrifice
    That's what it takes
    That's what it takes
    That's what it takes
    That's what it takes
    That's what it takes

    Look up at that Everest
    Look down in that Mariana Trench
    Look now as the crumbling 405 falls down
    Oh when the big one hits
    Look out for the plainclothes
    Speak soft what the wiretap knows
    Look out on that ever-widening money trail
    And where it goes
    Where does it go? Writer/s: Conor Oberst
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 1

  • Francesca from ItalyMay I ask what “the crumbling 405” means? I’m trying to understand the meaning of the song....thanks
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