Enola Gay Lyrics - Upside-down Mountain - Conor Oberst

He didn't give you that nickname 

But you smile when he calls you the Enola Gay 

Turns the lights down low for your migraines 

And fetches what you've strewn 

All around the room up and down the hall 

Asking for your Sodium Pentathol 

So you can read aloud from your big tell-all 

Anecdotes in platitudes 

This world's mean getting meaner too 

So why'd you have to make it all about you 

There's no harm in stepping to the side 

Light your hurricane lamp when the sky grows dark 

The wind's pissed off and the sun's at large 

What you've gotta do, it's just a matter of pride 

Until you vanish like the rest, out of sight and out of mind 

Working all day in the control room 

Mashing Charles Manson songs up with Showtunes 

The feelings come quick but they leave as soon 

Like music from a passing car 

It's crowded in the club where you meet your friends 

Try to save some room for the elephant 

Every day's a chore and you're not done yet 

You didn't think it'd be this hard 

The root's begun, we're a nervous crew 

So why're you trying to make it all about you 

It's not so bad, it's just a flash of light 

Light your hurricane lamp when the sky goes dark 

The rain's upset, it just falls apart 

You will get your wish, it's just a matter of time 

Until you vanish like the rest, out of sight and out of mind 

Until you vanish like the rest, out of sight