Let's drink the red,
Slick back the head,
And walk around on legs of lead.
Let's scan the town,
Scan the town
With eyes that slowly buckle down.
Let's take a right,
Slip out of sight,
Surrounded within walls of white.
With bone-straight hair,
Give 'em all a scare;
We're not us,
We're still back there.
Mom-we-drank-these-now-we're-diff-'rent...
In town-we-drank-these-now-we're-diff-'rent...
Let's squint our eyes
At static skies;
With real eyes we realize.
Let's scope the town
And sneak around
And proudly wear our crazy crowns.
Let's go askew,
In groups of two,
And find a place to follow through.
In between the metal screens,
Safe inside a fan machine.
Mom-we-drank-these-now-we're-diff-'rent...
In town-we-drank-these-now-we're-diff-'rent...
Town the town,
The long way 'round;
The secret way to leave the ground.
A different sound,
The coughing clown;
His handkerchief is red and brown.