Last Gasp at Calama

Out in the street, free and young
Songs of the great god, wild on my tongue
Here come the new guys again
Humorless men

Let he who's without sin
Throw the first one, like you said
Let anyone else throw the second
As long as it connects with your head

One summer, then all of this is gone
One more summer, then no more swan

Hand me a torch, why not?
Let's get some kicks in while the flame's still hot
They'll do what they were gonna do anyway

But Carthage may rise again one day
With the measure that you used
So shall it be measured to you
So you say, and it's true

One summer, then all of this is gone
One more summer, then no more swan



Credits
Writer(s): John S Darnielle
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