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American Motor Over Smoldered Field

This song is by Thee Silver Mt. Zion and appears on the album This Is Our Punk-Rock Thee Rusted Satellites Gather Sing (2003).

It will not be a tender fire
Upon your postcard mountains
No golden children
Will write hymns about
The slow defeat of your reckless destiny

Bullets in the bellies of babies
Sleeping in the strangest places
Indifferent to the blinding grace of
The vapour-trails and burning waste
Of your baptist skies

Oh! To live! In a burning house
With burning children eating dust
And finger-painting flags
Smoke pours out of their eyes
They're all hanged up
They're praying and saluting

Hey! Okay! Kiss me slowly
Beneath the dripping leaves
Of our traintrack trees
Though sickly and diseased
Some weeds thrive anyways

It will not be a tender fire
Upon your postcard mountains
No golden children
Will write hymns about
The slow defeat of your reckless destiny

La la la la, la la la la
[9 times]

This fence around your garden won't keep the ice from falling...
[9 times]

References

  1. Official lyrics (link) as basis
    • Original very short lines not followed here.
  2. CD (Constellation Records, CST027-2) on headphones for final transcript
    • Main differences between song and printed lyrics noted in hidden comments.

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