Cross The Road - Magnolia Electric Co.

There’s a wolf headed conjurer in the crossroad

Green eyes and alien chant that brought the lightning down

I set my pulse to the Great Lakes pulse

I set my pulse to an electric pulse

I set my pulse to the blues

To wreath the moon

In a head dress of neon flames

Must take concentration

From that heavy old bird

Blue Chicago moon

It swings like a blade

It swings like a blade

Above the Midwest’s heart

Now swing that blade

Swing that blade above me

Swing that blade

Swing that blade above me

Swing that blade above

Swing that blade above

Swing that blade above me

Swing that blade above me

Show me how close you can get it

Show me how close you can get

Show me how fast I’m gonna lose it

How bad I am outnumbered

Now just set my pulse

To the short wave moon

I’ll just set my pulse to the blues

And I’ll send my blues

I’ll send my blues

To the vixens' hearts

And I’ll concentrate like that heavy old bird

Them black sad eyes

Them black sad eyes

Them black sad eyes

Them black sad eyes

If I never see them again

If I never see them again

If I never see them again

Tell them goodbye