We're gonna have a wave party tonight
Slip into the ceiling and pour down from the lights
Bring out the blues, bring out the greens
I wanna get lost in these magazines
We're gonna go to the hidden city today
Storming through the forest til we lose our way
Bring out the thorns, bring out the stones
Watch me tremble as I approach the throne
Talk with the shadows, talk with the dead
You'll never guess what the rose bush said
Talk with the wires, talk with the walls
Meeting with the horses in their stalls
We're gonna see the exorcist tonight
Cast out all the demons and feel alright
Bring out the smoke, bring out the wheel
I wanna get lost in a classic feeling
We're gonna meet the sorcerer today
Pulling out the hours from the swamp of decay
Bring out the fog, bring out the snake
Living in exile by the lake
Talk with the shadows, talk with the dead
You'll never guess what the rose bush said
Talk with the wires, talk with the walls
Meeting with the horses in their stalls