Track #10 from the 2015 album "Everything Falls Apart"
lyrics
Banging on the devil’s roof
busted my hands
trying to get in
hammering down like running hoofs
till that door folded like tin
Inside it’s dark & cold
and full of stuff I can’t see
and everything smells old
but I need a place to hide
they’re closing in
I hide in an old chest
lie there panting
breath like a train
heart pounding
Then I hear them
make myself small
as they curse & kick
throwing things against the wall
shaking my box
just know my time’s up
got nowhere to run
swimming in my sweat
it’s blinding me
now I’m praying
Banging on the devil’s roof
A slow drip of Tropicália-infused psychedelia from New Orleans rock outfit Blue Basin: balmy one moment, aggressive the next. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 22, 2022