Song About Old Roller Coaster

Lyrics

It'll burn a hole right through this town And all the animals will feel that in their cages It'll mix with minerals, minerals and backbones To go home And reflect How they tore this building down You ask for more It'll last past a century of soil Icarus will see it on his way up past the arrow And I understand now, it is a color These are the people, that I group together You pre-curse the letters And the postcard that you see My eyes are open Sliding your tongue across the paper Produces effects, that resemble weather That produces weapons And the postcards that you sent, my eyes are open And I understand now, it is a color These are the people, that I group together You pre-curse your letters And the postcards that you sent, my eyes are open and Dig a trench with megaphones, megaphones and pirates Everything will change when you pull this boat ashore Nothing more from you! Some are snakes Some are poisonous Well, you've given up life! Well, I give up mine! From wheels to motors From wheels to motors From wheels to motors From wheels to motors