summer blood for fighting dogs mardi gras nineteen fifty-four OH NO he never liked lincoln at all my child i always thought the sun was just some hole in the sky till now as we float this corpse ashore paroled in 54' the four whores of the apocalypse laugh (laugh and laugh) houses burning full of yellowed photographs of our children in fear disappearing from the ledge is god just an echo i hear in my head yeah as we float this corpse ashore paroled in 54' (yeah, yeah) summer blood for fighting dogs i been everywhere on the same side of some road with you the way that i remember being born was like waking from a dream (you were there with me) i bet your mother never ever heard you sing that song for me yeah the way that i remember being born was like waking from a dream i bet your mother never ever hear you sing that song for me somewhere we can't see from here somewhere we can't see from here somewhere we can't see from here