Alright

There will be
Blue skies above
The green and verdant plain
Churns will swell with fresh butter
There will be an abundance of sweet grain
And we will rise from our sleep
We won't have time to choose what things we'll keep

And rivers will all turn to blood
Frogs will fall from the sky
And the plague will rage through the countryside
Lala la la
Lala la la (lala la la)
La la la (lala la la)
La la la (La la la)
La la la (La la la)

There will be cotton clouds
Above the fields as white as cream
There will be loud singing in the churches
As we all come out to take one for the team
And all our great schemes and plans
Will slip like fishes from our hands

And rivers will all turn to blood (turn to blood)
Frogs will fall from the sky (from the sky)
And the plague will cover the country with it's anger
Lala la la (lala la la)
Lala la la (lala la la)
La la la (lala la la)
La la la (La la la)
La la la (La la la)
Hey
Hey
Hey (hey)
(Hey hey)
(Hey hey)
(Hey hey)
(Hey hey)
(Hey hey)
(Hey)

Hi we're the Mountain Goats
You know the Mountain Goats man
The-the fucking you know what I'm talking about
The Mountain Goats the plague (yeah)
Was it the plague (I remember)
The plague (I remember now)
There been-
This is not the first plague
No
People like me been singing about plagues for a long time
We like-we-we like the plague
We-we-we-we think often
People don't talk about the good parts of the plague you know
The good parts
Remember two months ago when people were talking about
How it was like nice to have more time at home and shit
Its uh-this is uh this is called Aulon Raid