The Grey King And The Silver Flame Attunement Lyrics - Mountain Goats

In the secret caverns underneath West Covina 

Half desperate for peace 

With the surface dwellers 

But coming to no conclusions 

And now we emerge 

Sky grey and misty 

The Grey King in his new Pontiac 

Some of us warm to the effort 

Trying to get our shapes back 

Teeth filed down to fine points 

Framework too tight 

Strain at the joints 

And I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore 

I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore 

I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore 

I'm pretty hardcore but I'm not that hardcore 

Load into the Grand Am 

Doomed sailors 

Born high by the waves 

Wild with wonder 

Leather and lace and good friends 

Most of them good 

Most of them friendly 

The Grey King at the rail sparks flying 

Three others in the car with him 

Scared of dying 

All eyes on the front seat 

Assuming his form 

Reborn in the heat 

And I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore 

I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore 

I'm hardcore but I'm not that hardcore 

I'm pretty hardcore but I'm not that hardcore