Music and lyrics by Damon Waitkus

Lyrics

It could have been worse for you, I’m thinking,
living out your long life
in between the road and Fountain View
with a name and people around you
who bothered to use it.
You didn’t have to know you were a monster
or a ship without a crew
or that despite this some still envied you.
Did you even need to know you were a man?
Well, you were a man: of iron principles.

“1 2 3 4 5 6 7,” you said,
You even gave us 9 and 10.
“But leave your filthy eights at the door,” you sneered,
“Leave your filthy eights at the door.”

Personnel

DW – voice, hammer dulcimer, pianet, piano
EP – banjo, 5-string violin
KM – bassoon, voice
JH – electric bass, voice
JG – vibraphone, log drum, bundt pans, drums