I slipped away, I slipped on a little white lie

We've got heads on sticks
You've got ventriloquists
We've got heads on sticks
You've got ventriloquists

Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed
Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed
Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed
Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed

The rats and children will follow me out of town.
The rats and children follow me out of their [bad word] on, kids