Crisis - Sebadoh

Story of water stronger than a man

Town crier: day of the dam!

More than a hundred years ago

The flood raged on fast and cold

Smashed barrels and broken chests

Bridgework carried along to rest

Crisis;

cry sister

Crisis;

cry sister

It’s been real;

it’s been nice sis

I can’t help with your crisis

C. Graves riding double speed

Clear the factories you all must flee

One in a panic turned to face the wave

Raised his arms;

met his fate

Still in the riverbed you can see

The broken pieces of pottery

Cry sis;

cry sister

Cry sis;

cry sister

Yes, I’m gonna miss your kiss

But i can’t go on like this

I Am A Tribal Chief

My Name Disorder

Flesh And Blood

A Tango Flood

The antichrist is sleeping