The High Llamas
The Sun Beats Down
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