It's everything you thought they'd like
Just a wake of strangled stars and stripes
You're a paper head on a backbone of fire
Clways asleep but never tired
Such a social heart
You can wrap it up
It takes too much to hide
In your afterlife
We watched the crushing sky til three
On the radio they found your keys
So super-dazed by what you carry
Cnd free as trains, bright and buried
But you can't think straight, you can't think straight
You can't think straight
Such a social heart
You can wrap it up
It takes too much to hide
In your afterlife