First Few Desperate Hours

	作词 : Darnielle
	Bad luck comes in from
	TampaBad luck comes in from
	TampaOn the back of a truck
	Doing ninety up the interstate
	We have bad dreams the night he rolls in
	We have bad dreams the night he rolls in
	And we try to keep our sprits high
	But they flag and they wane
	When the truck pulls up out front
	In the light spring rain
	And they sag like withering flowers
	Let the good times roll on
	Through these first few desperate hours
	Yeah the driver drops his cargo at the curb
	The driver drops his cargo at the curb
	And the sun peeks in
	Like a killer through the curtain
	And when cloven hoof prints turn up in the garden
	Yeah when cloven hoof prints turn up in the garden
	We keep up the good fight
	We keep our spirits light
	But they drop like flies
	And there's a stomach-churning shift
	In the way the land lies
	And they lean like towers
	On a hillside struggling to stand
	Through these first few desperate hours
	Yeah

	zuò cí : Darnielle
	Bad luck comes in from
	TampaBad luck comes in from
	TampaOn the back of a truck
	Doing ninety up the interstate
	We have bad dreams the night he rolls in
	We have bad dreams the night he rolls in
	And we try to keep our sprits high
	But they flag and they wane
	When the truck pulls up out front
	In the light spring rain
	And they sag like withering flowers
	Let the good times roll on
	Through these first few desperate hours
	Yeah the driver drops his cargo at the curb
	The driver drops his cargo at the curb
	And the sun peeks in
	Like a killer through the curtain
	And when cloven hoof prints turn up in the garden
	Yeah when cloven hoof prints turn up in the garden
	We keep up the good fight
	We keep our spirits light
	But they drop like flies
	And there' s a stomachchurning shift
	In the way the land lies
	And they lean like towers
	On a hillside struggling to stand
	Through these first few desperate hours
	Yeah