Our fire season brides are expecting the worst
Every dry lightning strike, every propane tank burst
Sweet summer dreams turn to ash every year
So hitch up your dress, girl, and cover your ears

Deja boom
Hear the roar of the planes
Another June
In this tinderbox state
Say, “I do”
To the new normal, babe
Again and again and again

Two in the morning, somewhere ‘cross town
Somebody thought they were standing their ground
Somebody else thought they might do the same
Now there’s two white chalk outlines behind caution tape

Deja boom
Hear that shot through the dark
Where were you
When they closed down the bar?
Local news
Breaks the same repertoire
Again and again and again

The headlines are wrapped into circles of words
And stuffed in a bag and left out on the curb
As the world keeps on turning itself inside out
We’ve been here before and we’ll see you next round

So go mow your lawn and fold up your sheets
And hope your town skips out on fate for a beat
Keep repetitive stress from grinding you down
Nuclear families, powder keg towns

Deja boom
Feel the blood in your ears
Live in truth
Though the truth tastes like fear
Always knew
That it could happen here
Again and again and again