The Bottom Of The Lake
The siren is cutting through the air
It’s a long way home from the country fair
If you ask my sister for a reason she’ll say
Keep your head down and say your prayers
Keep your head down and say your prayers
There’s a dusty neon in this town
Sun sets over buildings like a crown
If you ask my brother for a reason he’ll say
Morals are for the boring and the found
Morals are for the boring and the found
Please don’t fly here it’s too dry to go
And the bottom of the lake is too sad and low
I’m a liar I’m a liar I’m a ?? liar
I was born here but soon I’ll have to go
I know this town too well I have to go
There’s an eagle just outside the city limits
People take pictures when they come to visit
They say I’ll come here every year to find the desert air
That’s just the way we’re living
That’s just the way we’re living
Please don’t fly here it’s too dry to go
And the bottom of the lake is too sad and low
I’m a liar I’m a liar I’m a ?? Liar
I was born here but soon ill have to go
I know this town too well I have to go
The hotel stands beside the lake
Its open hours are 10am to late
Betty works there if you ask her gently
She’ll say water doesn’t bring back what it takes
The water’s taken more than she can take
Please don’t fly here it’s too dry to go
And the bottom of the lake is too sad and low
I’m a liar I’m a liar I’m a ?? liar
I was born here but soon ill have to go
I know this town too well I have to go