Holler It Down

We bring summer to the ground
 We hold up our palms to the yellow-eyed sun
 And we holler it down
 And leave a trail of broken things
 Like bottle-necked dolls oh their chests rise and fall
 To the beating of their wings
 We made up our minds to believe in the sable-tongued night
 And full of our crimes they get into our mouth and our eyes
 We go down down down down down...
 We go down down down down down...
 We are heavy handed now
 We go
 And tell your love to hide it well
 Our bad bones are cradled by guns that shoot stars
 from their angry old shells
 And run... till August isn't here
 With wicked red heat flowing hard in the streets.
 And we won't come down my dear
 We made up our minds to believe in the sable-tongued night
 And full of our crimes they get into our mouth and our eyes
 And Hades below
 In our boat of stolen coins we go
 Southbound and dirty with the rocks and the birds all around
 We go down
 And we'll pretend it isn't true
 The night doesn't keep us from running our mouths
 And that's just what we'll do
 And all our shoes are in a line
 Like train cars they tap out the words in our hearts
 As we run far out of time
 We go down down down down down
 We go down down down down down...
 We are heavy-handed now
 We are heavy-handed now
 We go