Loyalty Bldg. - Harvey Danger

Slow to marry, swift to die

We leave disasters where they lie

I know these lines look crooked on paper

But I swear I got it straight in my head

And if you’re looking for somebody to blame

I recommend the dead, I recommend the dead

'Cause they never answer back

Skinny dipping in the lake

I got the itch, I drank the wake

Could somebody please hand me a towel?

And now we’re up on molehill mountain

Scraping coins out of the fountain

With a retinue of dirty, old, young, young men again

But when I get back from Nashville

I’m renting a room in the loyalty building

I’m sure that the prospects are sound

In the event of calamitous circumstance

Or great, good fortune

There must be a reason, there must be a plan

A palace in receivership

A jester with a busted lip

A catalogue of crooked answers

We’ve all heard about the rapist nun

She pulled a switch on everyone

The altar boys are not having fun

And the papacy is drawing up the papers behind closed doors

But in the meanwhile

I’m renting a room in the loyalty building

I’m sure that the prospects are sound

In the event of calamitous circumstance

Or great, good fortune

There must be a reason, there must be a plan