Coalinga Band of Horses

[Verse 1]
The first of days, on our way
Towards the biggest stage of the western states
At the Thunderbird Lodge the creeping residue
Gives a strong salute, not the best shoes for shingles

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Things are great
Yeah, things are great
In a cow-shit smelling hellhole called Coalinga

[Chorus 1]
Welcome to Coalinga, called Coalinga
Welcome to Coalinga, called Coalinga
Try not spill anything
You're welcome back anytime
You're welcome back anytimе

[Verse 2]
And the windy walk provided to be quitе a trip
Being carried by my ribcage up the hill, "Goddamn," someone said
Seated at the table of a hotel bar, no epiphanies
But the thing is, it isn't, and they said

[Pre-Chorus 2]
You're welcome back anytime
To the foul ass-smelling hellhole called Coalinga