icebergs are scraping big holes across the bottoms of luxury liners across the crooked seas mantises are praying in the dirt in fields of garlic ooh la la la la purple mountains and golden hills and silver boulders where wagon ruts fill up with water that rolls away the thought of the distance is a big old weight off your shoulders ooh la la la la ooh filthy water ooh filthy water honeycombs drip with royal jelly up in the tall pines the stinger digs in and it burns like a forest fire suck out the poison with your mouth you re sure to be fine ooh la la la la ooh filthy water ooh filthy water ooh filthy water ooh filthy water
['chamber pop', 'deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'indie pop', 'indie rock', 'modern rock', 'new americana', 'roots rock', 'stomp and holler']