The Sun Beats Down - The High Llamas

The fading charm, the broken calm

The drill bell carries on

The failing links, the power sinks

The moment passed, it’s gone

There’s nothing more to cartoon kicks

That can’t be settled here

There are no shady backroom tricks

It’s simple, stale, and clear

Disappointment lies in store

As disappointments go

It’s pestering, it’s on the floor

For how long, heaven knows

The sun beats down

From ranch to town

The sun beats down

On the mountain’s sunny side

The sun shades are all down

The cattle drive was televised

It tore from ranch to town

We don’t elect a mayor round here

And nobody will run

The ceremonial chain would simply

Melt down in the sun

The sun beats down

From ranch to town

The sun beats down