The Decemberists Lyrics

The Decemberists Lyrics

"The Mariner's Revenge Song Lyrics"

Shut 'Em Down Lyrics
[1st verse] I can shut a nigga down so quick my sounds so sick My talents spread around while I'm holdin my dick Ridiculous* shit flip emaculate Evolutionary flows y'all want more dough Make wit the best get the best all the rest hit 'em less Rip a nigga from the East to the West Just a lyrical maze lyrical days God works in mysterious ways I'm the warlord of war relieve the

We are two mariners
Our ships' sole survivors
In this belly of a whale

Its ribs our ceiling beams
Its guts our carpeting
I guess we have some time to kill

You may not remember me
I was a child of three
And you, a lad of eighteen

But I remember you
And I will relate to you
How our histories interweave

At the time you were
A rake and a roustabout
Spending all your money
On the whores and hounds
Oh Ohhhhh

You had a charming air
All cheap and debonair
My widowed mother found so sweet

And so she took you in
Her sheets still warm with him
Now filled with filth and foul disease

As time wore on you proved
A debt-ridden drunken mess
Leaving my mother
A poor consumptive wretch
Oh Ohhhhh
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The Party Continues Lyrics
[Intro] [Answering Machine] Monday, ten fifty-three A.M. [Voice on phone] JD, it's me, Bree Call me, babe Havin' all them parties, us cats down here think ya'll on vacation, man Stop doin', man [JD] Come on See, I been lookin' at the game, ya know? And I see it ain't too many ya'll That can make 'em dance like I do (You say you wanna dance, say you
BR> And then you disappeared
Your gambling arrears
The only thing you left behind

And then the magistrate
Reclaimed our small estate
And my poor mother lost her mind

Then one day in spring
My dear sweet mother died
But before she did
I took her hand as she, dying, cried:
Oh Ohhhhh

"Find him, bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave
*sigh*"

It took me fifteen years
To swallow all my tears
Among the urchins in the street

Until a priory
Took pity and hired me
To keep their vestry nice and neat

But never once in the employ
Of these holy men
Did I ever once turn my mind
From the though
The Window Song Lyrics
Look out your window To the street below Did you see a shadow Maybe it was a ghost? A knock on your front door Check it out again It could be an echo Or something in the wind Look out your window And tell me what you see It ain't me Every empty look below Every angry word we spoke Proves we've gone as far As we can go Roll
t of revenge
Oh Ohhhhh

One night I overheard
The Prior exchanging words
With a penitent whaler from the sea

The captain of his ship
Who matched you toe to tip
Was known for wanton cruelty

The following day
I shipped to sea
With a privateer

And in the whistle
Of the wind
I could almost hear...
Oh Ohhhhh

"Find him, bind him
Tie him to a pole and break
His fingers to splinters
Drag him to a hole until he
Wakes up naked
Clawing at the ceiling
Of his grave

"There is one thing I must say to you
As you sail across the sea
Always, your mother will watch over you
As you avenge this wicked deed"

[haunting, sailor-esque musical interlude lead by mandolin, accordion and tuba]

And
Are You Ready? Lyrics
Are you ready, are you ready? Are you ready, are you ready? Are you ready to meet Jesus? Are you where you ought to be? Will He know you when He sees you Or will He say, "Depart from Me"? Are you ready, hope you're ready. Am I ready, am I ready? Am I ready, am I ready? Am I ready to lay down my life for the brethren And to take up my cross? Ha
then that fateful night
We had you in eye sight
After twenty months at sea

Your starboard flank abeam
I was getting my muskets clean
When came this rumbling from beneath

The ocean shook
The sky went black
And the captain quailed

And before us grew
The angry jaws
Of a giant whale

[instrumental noise]
Oh Ohhhhhhhhhh
[screaming]
Ohhhhh
[screaming]

Don't know how I survived
The crew all was chewed alive
I must have slipped between his teeth

But, O! What providence!
What divine intelligence!
That you should survive
As well as me

It gives my heart
Great joy
To see your eyes fill with fear

So lean in close
And I will whisper
The last words you'll hear
Ohh Ohhhhh



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