"The Floods" lyrics

You called me on the phone
Said you were up alone
We talked a bit about the floods
You said we all need a vice
We say the same thing at the same time
Whiskey and ice

It's all the bodies, the aching feet
It's the people gathered in the street
It's getting home and breaking down
When there's no one else around

Oh, Tobes
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me at the next show
How you've been feeling lately
'Cause I've been down and shaky
Worried people hate me
So let's get on the road

I think I need to eat
I've been serving beers all week
To the dirtiest hands on the East Coast
Condensation falls
Like the conversations dripping out
Of everyone's mouths

It's the quiet chatter full of heart
It's the trembling fingers covered in mud
It's the small town that fills the room
It's me on the phone to you

Oh, Tobes
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me at the next show
How you been feeling lately
'Cause I've been down and shaky
Worried people hate me
So let's get on the road

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Let's get on the road
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da

Oh, Tobes
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me at the next show
How you been feeling lately
'Cause I've been down and shaky
Worried people hate me
So let's get on the road