Prom Is Coming Songtext
von Robert Pollard

In this greater battle
Where tanks corrode
And airplanes dissolve

Indians race on foot
Up to the fallen idol

And there is no longer fight
Only the stolen set list
Clutched in seizure


Disregard injury and race madly
Out of the universe by sundown

And I will stay
To help you prepare
For what it was you said
I could not afford to miss

And I will stay
To help you prepare
For what it was you said
I could not afford to miss