Story Behind the Song
A drum-driven yeller. Recorded straight from drums and amps, with all the vocals done (and the handclaps, too) together on one microphone in George's basement.
Lyrics
Greetings from, so glad you come.
Stay a while, you’ll only crack a smile.
Throwing stones, across a field of bones.
Now it’s done, the trading has begun.
State state state to state, wired to communicate
If they come knocking, just leave the lights off
State state state to state, this is how we compensate
Empty out your pockets you’ve got nothing to lose.
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