[Verse 1: Conor Oberst & Phoebe Bridgers]
It was quite early one morning
Hit me without warning
I went to hear the general speak
I was standing for the anthem
Banners all around him
Confetti made it hard to see

[Verse 2: Conor Oberst & Phoebe Bridgers]
Put my footsteps on the pavement
Starved for entertainment
Four seasons of revolving doors
So sick of being honest
I'll die like Dylan Thomas
A seizure on the barroom floor

[Chorus: Conor Oberst & Phoebe Bridgers]
I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I'll go it alone, but that's just as well

[Verse 3: Conor Oberst & Phoebe Bridgers]
These cats are scared and feral
The flag pins on their lapels
The truth is anybody’s guess
These talking heads are saying
"The king is only playing
A game of four dimensional chess"
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