Melin Wynt - King Creosote

Don’t be the one to slam the door

For I let you back in

With my track record, jaws will hit the floor

But all that has to change

Once they see from Melin Wynt off — shore

A turbine regiment is moving here

We’re all set to die

And with your green credentials and your ice white eyesore

It’s landfill off the scale

Where the sails turn from Melin Wynt

I see off shore

A turbine regiment moving in

We’re all set to die

Don’t be the one to slam at the door

I won’t let you back in

We’re all set to die