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Napalm
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Napalm was released on November 30, 2016 by Nonesuch as a part of the album Ruminations (Expanded Edition)
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Release DateNovember 30, 2016
LabelNonesuch
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Conor M Oberst
Conor M Oberst
Vocals
Andy LeMaster
Andy LeMaster
Background Vocals
James Felice
James Felice
Background Vocals
Josh Rawson
Josh Rawson
Bass
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Drums
Ian Felice
Ian Felice
Electric Guitar
Greg Farley
Greg Farley
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conor M Oberst
Conor M Oberst
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Conor M Oberst
Conor M Oberst
Co-Producer
Jim Keltner
Jim Keltner
Co-Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A quixotic quest on a hot summer's night
I got a fistful of fireworks
Wanna try and set things right
I lost my inhibition
I think I may have lost my wallet too
But in this dying land of plenty
There's a whole lot of nothing to do
[Verse 2]
Oh, I'm Billy Pilgrim, you're a Dresden doll
They carpet bomb the city, thank God
They spared the mall
[Verse 3]
Let's hold a vigil
For the kinda, sorta innocent
I know I should defend your virtue
But the truth is I'm still on the fence
[Verse 4]
Old Heinrich Himmler never broke the law
Technically speaking, ask Sam Peckinpah
Sometimes you need a vigilante if you want to get a just thing done
But I don't want to kill nobody
Whose only crime is worshiping the sun
[Verse 5]
Breakfast of napalm
Burn down the place where I belong
Arch rivals make love
And they gotta keep it secret
They still do it with the lights on
[Verse 6]
I got bad nostalgia for what came before
Sad reenactments of our civil war
My heartache is obsessive
I just wish that I could let it go
But there's a mountain down in Georgia
With a kickass laser light show
[Verse 7]
And I can always convince you just like Patty Hearst
Oh, you're sympathetic, baby, when I'm at my worst
I don't want to brainwash you
I just wish that you would change your tune
Yeah, I've been gunning for redemption
And I think I'll hit the bullseye soon
[Verse 8]
Chartreuse and menthols
Burn down the town where we were from
I lost my true love to a three-alarm fire
They tried to put out with a squirt gun
[Verse 9]
Sing little child like a Nightingale
Sing little child, send me anthrax through the mail
I wanna to know you, I wanna know if you are true
Because the further I get from you is the closer that I feel to you
[Verse 10]
Breakfast of napalm
Burn down the place where I belong
Arch rivals make love
And they gotta keep it secret
Yeah, they gotta keep it secret
Yeah, they gotta keep it secret
They still do it with the lights on
Written by: Conor M Oberst
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