[Verse 1] (A) The limestone lung is swallowing a bucket of black rain (A) The limestone lung is swallowing a bucket of black rain (B) While the blind pickaxe is trying to amputate the train [Verse 2] (A) Fifty thousand dial tones are marching through the chalk (A) Fifty thousand dial tones are marching through the chalk (B) And the firewall begs the gravel for a brand new way to walk [Chorus - Heavy, soulful wailing] Nail the sunburned calendar across the freezing floor! You can't pawn a shadow at the elevator's door We are pouring all the friction down a heavy porcelain drain And the compass needle's choking on a rusted window pane [Guitar Solo - Rusted, bending strings, slow and painful] [Verse 3] (A) The weeping chalkboard caught a shower of hollow granite teeth (A) The weeping chalkboard caught a shower of hollow granite teeth (B) Now the rival inkwell hides a buried cemetery beneath [Outro - Fading out, slow tempo] Just wring the static out, baby, the microphone is coughing blood...
