Lyrics

Home is where your hammock is hung It's where your sandwich hands hold your mate Don't suffocate your lungs, hoping to be forever young You can't make art in a vacuum state or become something great alone You need a friend to depend on You need a moon to reflect your light or it's dark all night for us Dark all night for us! So, when you give in, don't give up; There's never next time for better luck It's crime to accept that kind of talk So lead me to water and watch me walk I'll put a circle into your crops Heal blind Bare feet Make wine Hang cross... Bare feet and hang cross! They make Messiahs They can think higher than your puny thoughts They've never ever been sad They're a curtain They're hiding certain twists in the plot to keep you within their grasp And you're hooked! You're just a page in the book Your attention's piqued and you drool at the edge of your seat We were a pox on the lobe of their hive brain We spun them like a globe We were a box, we were cured We were stripped of the compass, for sure... When I say home, I mean the-Planet-I'm-From I mean, the tandem moons hung at night Who needs sunlight at all? So, keep them cornered until I call We dip fast, we leave this blue ball And saw their crooked grins from their crooked jaws. Haha! They retreat now: we creeped them out Yeah, they're retreating now Young thing, you're sickly We are remedies! Young thing, are you hurt? We are elixirs! Yeah, you and me? Yeah, you and me! You and me, Anti-(Bodies) You and me, antibodies