Текст Beirut – Elephant Gun

If I was young, I’d flee this town
I’d bury my dreams underground
As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight

Far from home, elephant guns

Let the seasons begin — it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin — take the big king down

Let the seasons begin — it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin — take the big king down

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the night

And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all that I hide