Based on the novella of the same name, as well as the film, Stand By Me.
lyrics
Talkin’ shit, smokin cigs
Hanging out with the rest of the kids
Not much ever going down
Nothing happens in this one horse town
Until the day that boy got killed
Now we know how to get some thrills
Lets go to the woods tonight
You might just faint at the sight
Do you wanna see a dead body?
Do you wanna see a dead body?
Steal a gun, follow the tracks
We’re on this journey, no looking back
Was that a wolf howl or a banshee’s cry
Just make it through till the morning light
Life is short, youth is shorter
Savor every minute before it’s over
No one better steal our glory
This is our time, this is our story
Do you wanna see a dead body?
Do you wanna see a dead body?
The psychedelic escapades of mr. Harlon and his flock of dead crows are a new discovery for me, but one of my favourites in the past few years. Dark exploration of the human state, but with a tint of hope and determination. Vanja