Phanta Lyrics - Le Tigre - Le Tigre

One the morning of June 14, 1968 

A group of hippies fled into the mountains of Colorado 

To wait for doomsday 

Four months and eight days 

Been waiting here 

Transporter broken 

Horizon's clear 

(Day 1) 

No vegetation 

Blips on my screen 

Whatever was here 

Has been disappeared 

Now here's alright 

Now here's alright, alright 

(Day 2) 

Wait tower 

Radar's going off 

I see a small creature 

Who can barely walk 

My data says large 

But what I see is small 

Text reads, "Big danger" 

But this just looks tired 

Now here's alright 

Now here's alright, alright, alright 

(Day 3) 

Come in tower 

All our data's wrong 

Research inconsistent 

We misread it all 

There was no monster 

And what's left is near dead 

Control killed a phantom 

From inside their heads 

Nowhere's alright 

Nowhere's alright, alright, alright, alright, al