Chris Robinson Brotherhood - “A Smiling Epitaph” Live @Summerfest in Milwaukee, Wisconsin 7/5/2019

Red-eyed angry angels Never need a reason why Beware the hounds, beware the mire Beware the red-eyed angel's fire Hear them singin' a black chorus Heard them laughing while you cry Beware the bells toll evening Beware of what you left behind (Ahhh-ah-ahhh) (Ahhh-ah-ahhh) Wise is the child who knows all is changin' Gone are the clouds when her birds start singin' And where she walks, it will rain And wash their worlds away And in their place, a livin' grace Will forever stay Inner doors (Inner doors), outer rooms (Outer rooms) Slither scales (Slither scales), flyin' plumes (Flyin' plumes) Salt and iron (Salt and iron), filigree (Filigree) On the masks (On the masks), of those not free (Of those not free) Feel the sinkin' (Feel the sinkin') Hear the sound (Hear the sound) Of the people (Of the people), below the down (Below the down) And choke on money (And choke on money) And spit the seeds (And spit the seeds) Then find purchase (Then find purchase), in filigree (In filigree)