Deathray Davies The Aztec God
You were out before the band played your favorite from
'redo the stacks'. You passed out behind the curtain.
Clubbing is no way to relax. On another song about
ordinary days the Aztec God is what they called you
anyway. Making sense is overrated and difficult. It
interferes with everything you understand. Can't stand
that ringing in your ears. On another Saturday at the
Crystal Chandelier: the Aztec God is what they'll call
you first. The Aztec God is what they'll call you sir.
The Aztec God is what they call you when you're here.
