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I'm excited that you guys are excited. I'm going to hold off and wait until I get the album to listen to any of it. Have it be a surprise for me. One of my all time favorite bands.

 

I try to dodge singles but curiosity got the best of me.  One listen down and that's all I'm going to partake in, until it's officially released.  But as someone who got into the band with CFUTF and has enjoyed every release since, I can say with confidence that you'd approve of the new single quite a bit.  I suspect great things from this record.

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I try to dodge singles but curiosity got the best of me. One listen down and that's all I'm going to partake in, until it's officially released. But as someone who got into the band with CFUTF and has enjoyed every release since, I can say with confidence that you'd approve of the new single quite a bit. I suspect great things from this record.

I second this. Gonna hold off on any other singles, because Red Cow just solidified my preorder.
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I'm obsessed with this song. At the risk of looking foolish, I'm going to post the lyrics I've been working out for hours. I'm sure there are fuck ups.

 

 

Before the Red Sea clung beneath the cornhusked dawn
We pit the elkhorn and run to a locomotive song
Until the Pale Horse comes along the rail with trunk
Clanging loud for G-d... clanging loud for G-d...

We pit the elkhorn and run until the Red Cow comes
I was a steadfast son with thoughts and herds divided
And on the arid ground a thirsty Zionists(?) spills
Cold waters tumble down where the staff of Moses fell

When the pharaohs fell, what picture holds us now?

Behind the snake, a branch the wind was blowing backwards
Behold the golden calf blind in leaves of love
Hope for the land we knew before the frogs withdrew
In the fragrant pomegranate blooms where the tender locusts flew

Behind the milk white tombs behind the milk tank cars
We pass the North black yard on silver tracks unguarded
Out past the sandbar herds, out to the outcast birds
In the rust of open wagons lo: the blessed virgin's likeness

We watched the green figs fall from the Nebraska sky
How much were even passive things responsive to our watchful eye
And let there be no doubt so many figs and pictures hold us

In the wells of watch's stopped hands were shells in garden sands
Iron mixed with oxygen as per the laws of chemistry and chance
Its shape was roughly human... it was only roughly human
Apparition eyes! Apparition eyes! Like apparition eyes! G-d's apparition eyes!

Fourteen: a violent man. Well, he had his genocidal moments
Or penned my fictions here. To whom did that phrase not apply?
How luxury even lifeless cells responsive to our listening ear
What pharaoh now? What pharaoh now? What Jew or picture holds us dear?

 

Corrections?

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