Flamethrower Lyrics - Brand New History - Econoline Crush

Kick start the beat box 

The saints are marching through 

While the house band plays the blues 

Demons are the dealers here 

I won't give you no refund 

On all these borrowed goods 

I'd throw the kill switch 

But the engine's running smooth 

Something 'bout this place we're in 

Is killing me and you 

Someone find the messenger 

Don't forget to shoot 

Once I would save them 

Now I want them dead 

I might not ever get 

All the things she said 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell 

Don't know about this 

I ain't one to be amused 

Some of us have trouble 

Forgiving some of you 

A smooth cadillac ride 

Take me far away 

I'll be back, don't worry 

Everything's okay 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell 

Street walkers sleep well 

On a Sunday afternoon 

A million times they warned me 

About spending time with you 

These tiny packages 

Broke the bank and left 

I've walked from miles 

And I ain't seen nothing yet 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell 

Something 'bout this place we're in 

Is killing me and you 

Someone find the messenger 

Don't forget to shoot 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell 

Don't know how much you can tell 

Don't think I hide it that well 

I got this feeling 

Everything is going to hell (2x)