Panthers - Wilco

Temper is a package

Pulling at its bow

Darling disasters

Help you grow

Panthers build their blood to bury

Daughters leave their dads to marry

Hide in the weeds

The orchestra

Is proving death again

Temper is the warp

Speed of red flashes

And all the bells ringing

God forbid, God forbid

Did I catch you in the flashes?

Did I catch you in the flashes?

Hide with me

In the weeds

I’m proving death

Alive in the weeds

The orchestra

Is proving death