Unto Caesar - Dirty Projectors

The mud marching to victory

Innocent or innocent enough to say

I did what i did, I did what I did

Only win, done, unto to Caesar

Scolding on illegible

You kept yourself hidden well

Strolling and inflexible

The world asked you for nothing else

So I’m forward like no imaginable breeze

Moral as a leaf to fall in to the seas

Land down unto Caesar

When the gray-scale conjurer bad bet

Where the life like perjurers ride it Where the vestite spectators watch it Where the weapons gentlers gun it Where the twilight mandolin play it Where the high custodian mop it Where the panic violin, panic

Where the crabby handmaiden is, scrub it Dandelion, down the mercenary barberry

Dandelion did the morals morbid ṗoetry

Down the rampart, the vandals give into defeat

And down the landscape, the lamb and pastor far away

Land down unto Caesar

Land down unto Caesar