Root Hog Or Die - Cass McCombs

Steaks is high

I’m still raising the bar

And I’ve never been higher

Here by the rising tide

And never forget

The watch make her most high

See Emerson go bobbing by

But hey, that’s life, America

As much as there could be

In the land of the dead

By America I include all the Americas

Unknown American self like the cyclops

Building walls

Blocking out rhetorical sunsets

As if the sun could ever set

It just shines as someone else

In your mind lies the cyclops

For a weapon of thunderbolts

Or helmets and tridents

I might give you a pen and paper

Myself a ten-dollar guitar

And with these weapons

We’re supposed to feed our rhetorical selves

Against our one true gorilla band

Shut up

Open your eyesight

Root hog or die

Shut up

Open your eyesight

Root hog or die

Would you believe

The only thing outside of capitalism

Is suicide and those are stakes

And you’ve got to fake it to make it

As long as you make it

But if you don’t fake it

Then who the devil’s gonna wanna make it

With you again

And he end of civilization could be far off

If you of all people

Were not receiving dark glances

From Salome’s handmades

Shut up

Open your eyesight

Root hog or die

You buy, I fly

Root hog or die

Shut up

Open your eyesight

Root hog or die

Shut up

Open your eyesight

Root hog or die

Root hog or die

You talk too much

You ain’t cool

'Cause you know the word

You ain’t hip

You’re just a drip

So none of your lip