"Moscovium" lyrics

They'd wake me up around dawn
Leaving the night spots they'd all haunt
With a sound like idiots hiking through a canyon
Blurry, bleary-eyed, mad the real world had survived
They'd flee daylight to hide out in their houses

And Ilya bred horses then
Cut ties with his old school friends like me
And wound up posted north of the Ivory Coast
With strict orders to breed a new battalion

Murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Murderers

High up in the ranges
On the salt flats of Groom Lake
Sits a hangar like a suitcase in an attic
Where insiders see things
That will forever haunt their dreams
Men that don't believe in gods or magic

And Eli broke horses there
Was friendly and known everywhere
But before he disappeared
He hit El Valle for a beer
And the waitress said his eyes
Looked kind of manic

Murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Murderers