Текст песни The Latest Toughs - Okkervil River

The Latest Toughs

All the latest toughs, you’ve got to shrug them off or shut them off.
With ten-thousand-time-told truths, you’ve still got to ask for proof.
Ask for proof, because if you’re dying to be led they’ll lead you up the hill
in chains to their popular refrains
until your slaughter’s been arranged, my little lamb, and it’s much too late to
talk the knife out of their hands.
Well, I woke up on a foggy morning. Hiding from the sun, he was hiding from the
sun.
But it came out and it shot its rays down. Burning everyone, it was burning
everyone.
But they were dying, anyway, to turn to ash, to feel their feelings flash and
finally fade away,
in a fabulous and fiery display.
Look, though, I don’t know what notes you want to hear played,
I can’t think what lines you’d like me to sing or say, and I’m not sure what
subjects you want mentioned.
So pause and add your own intentions. Let’s pause and add our own,
let’s pause and add our own intentions
All the latest toughs, well, we have seen that stuff,
and we have seen enough blood in dying coughs, which means that we have lost.
We have lost, and if you’re crying to be tossed they’ll toss you down the
oubliette with all the old things that
you let yourself forget because you’d like to love a star who’d throw you down
below the ground he thinks you are.