Reportin live
From the land of forgotten dreams
It seems these fiends are. Running thru the scenes
Plucking at the fabric of your naked king
Looking for a seam n they found it in the feet
We was to scared to look up. Afraid what we might see
But they did the unthinkable
Gritted teeth made the gums bleed
It's unspeakable and unforeseen
It's forces me To think to an old me
In the corner of a trailer with a coal smoking
You poor things still snoring
On the linoleum flooring
The Quik LiteIgnites leavin only embers
Message from a higher power why return to sender
Monkey on your back no paws
Silencing your wishes don't talk
The genies got his shoes on and walked off
Now your dreaming of finding a finger in the dark. Pause.
I wish you well
I wish you well
I wish you well
Reporting live from the land of divinity
It's seems that these entities
Are searching for infinity
They have an affinity for numbers so divine
Like that 222 parenthesized with a 7 and a 9
You hear that dududuh pray for heaven and drop ya 9.
I'm sorry that your crew saw that coward in your eyes.
Oh and it's been well hidden
But the Bells been stricken
Now the veils thinning
You see the Chester cats grinning
And the Bills keep billin
Too scared to ask the villain
Cuz He sees no reason to lie.
They'll burn a bridge
Never knowing it was a detour
Complaining about the tide
Staying dry by the sea shore
I wish you well
I wish you well
I wish you well