Two times in a row
Kicked out of all the trees without making any noise
Who's got the courage for me?
And how can I complain?
It's all on down the drain
Dead life
No one’s waking up
Automatic talk
Petrified and stale
Long life
But not one time's stepped out
A soar covers our necks, writing tricky checks
Ghost Town
All been wired away
Who knows if they'll stay dead like that?
Bombs blast
Open in the woods
Doesn't do any good to make up any words
Ghost Town
Long life
Dead