Blundertown

Blundertown is drowned in no brainstorm
Smothered in mud at the foot of the river
The color vague is slapped around stupid
Blood dries to a very dull color

Im drowning and there is no relief from

Its only 12,000 miles to heaven
But the car is broken and were all well-spoken
Ive met three people but I dont think they like me
And we all talk about the state of the weather

Im drowning and there is no relief from

And everything I say are my own thoughts
Dont listen to my very dull brother

Im drowning and there is no relief from