Tekster: Elvis Perkins. May Day!.

Well I don?t care your cameras caught me crying as I left your gates

Or that your maintenance men they caught our last embrace

Well you were on the verge of tears when I first knew I would know you

And now your ancient black tears they stain your robe



Calypso will come with me on that morning April day

To the city of my childhood in a cage

On the broad back of the earth we will drive twelve hours straight

And we?ll take turns feeling crazy and okay



On May Day, May Day listen for the sound

Of the ambulances singing rounds drowning out the blue

Well the Captain of America he sings through his toothpaste

And the bubbles of his words will float away

As he gargles out a hymn in the funny fish voice way

And all the sorrow seems to go away



On May Day, May Day listen for the sound

Of the Geiger counters counting down

To one and blast off baby to the inter-space of stars

Out to the star encrusted boulevard



On May Day, May Day can you hear the sound

Of the megaphones calling out instructions

And I need your quiet empire where forgetful Persians roam

And with two hands full of silver I?ll go home

Return me to my kingdom where my children wait for me

To build them flying saucers ?



On May Day, May Day they are going down

Send the fleet of black-and-whites wailing downtown



May Day May Day May Day?