Best oh
Shut down
I could let down with you
I wonder what's there
In that strange (?)
And I was sinking in [bad word] 
I spot riddles and clues
You spose let it's [bad word] 
What contains you

 [bad word] that ghost
With the full in toe
Talking his rose
And the leading man falls into
Live and the hi-fi goon
i wonder if they'll could
go for the breaking tongues
then follow me in jeans

 [bad word] but I cannot hide
Each time pulls me to
Is this how I go
Is this where I sleep

We walk up on stilts
We sing babble [bad word] 
Peak over walls
With a range view

And if we escape it all
We're still stuck chasing the [bad word] 
What must be done
In this strange lure

Keeps us rolling around
With our minds out of tune

keeps me knowing that hopes
that don't matter you

 [bad word] that ghost
With the full in toe
Talking his rose
And the leading man falls into
live and the hi-fi goon
I wonder if they'll could
Go for the breaking tongues
Then follow me in jeans

 [bad word] but I [bad word] 
Each time pulls me to
Is this how I go
Is this where I sleep