Destroyer - Bay of Pigs (Detail) lyrics

Listen, I’ve been drinking
As our house lies in ruin I don't know what
I'm doing: alone, in the dark, at
The park or at the pier
Watching ships disappear in the rain

The world's just bones the
World is black stones
Dressed up in the rain with no
Place to go but home, just like Nancy!
On a night like this, why
She's pro stars! Pro sky!

All lit up and sick of fighting beneath the
Diseased lighting of the
Discotheque at night
It don't mean a thing, it never means
A thing, it don't mean a thing
It never means a thing it's got that swing

I've seen it all i've seen it
All magnolia's a girl her heart's
Made of wood as apocalypses go, that's
Pretty good, sha la la, wouldn't you say?

Please remove your spurs come to think of it
Remove your antlers haven't seen you
For ages i still fly
Into rages at the mention of
Your name: Christine White!

I think about you often, off in the desert
Laughing your head off in the forests of the
Night say a prayer for the light

So now I live well i live in the
Mine i'm still slinging mud at the
Towers all the time i took a walk
And threw up in an English garden

I was born in the north
But my father's from the south
Love is a political beast with
Jaws for a mouth, I don't
Care you're upset, and have every right to
Be regretfully you decline
Every night was a waste of
Time every night, every night, every night

You were on the side of good i was
Inside of the sea's guts: a crumbling
Beauty trapped in a river of ice a
Crumbling beauty trapped in paradise oh, yes
It was paradise!

The tide comes in and the
Tide goes out again i
Suppose this is the kind of thing we see
Every day the tide comes in
The tide goes away
Oh, the tide comes in, yeah the tide! Yes
The tide

A ransom note written on the night sky
Above reminds me what, in particular
About this wine I love like a
Punctured beast better off dead
Compliments going to my head la
Da da la da da!

And speaking of my mind
The sunflower and speaking of a
World turning sour on
You i was 20 years old in 1992
I was bathed in golden sunlight, alright!

I was ripped on dope, you were a ray
Of sunshine i was a hopeless romantic
You were swine you got to spend money to make
Money you got to stop calling me "honey"

Oh world!, you fucking explosion that turns
Us around the searchlight slumps over
It's so sick of the night and the kids on
The boats, busted in the shipyard
Going down down down down down down down

You travel light, all night, every night
To arrive at the conclusion of the world’s
Inutterable secret… And you shut your mouth

I've seen it all, I've seen it all
I've seen it all

Free and easy, gentle
Gentle the wind through the trees makes
You mental for me nancy, in
A state of crisis, on a cloud