Panthers Lyrics - Wilco

Temper is a package 

Pulling at its bow 

Darling disasters 

Help you grow 

Panthers build their blood to bury 

Daughters leave their dads to marry 

Hide in the weeds 

The orchestra 

Is proving death again 

Temper is the warp 

Speed of red flashes 

And all the bells ringing 

God forbid, God forbid 

Did I catch you in the flashes? 

Did I catch you in the flashes? 

Hide with me 

In the weeds 

I'm proving death 

Alive in the weeds 

The orchestra 

Is proving death