You've been so long Your blind eyes are gone Your old bones are on their own So take off your coat Put a song in your throat Let the dead-beats pound all around
We will go Nowhere we know We don't have to talk at all Hand me downs Flypaper towns Stuck together One and all
The bargains you drive Buckets and bags And all your belongings Your train's in the sand Ramshackle land Let the rats watch the races
Praises get spent Your trick face is bent Pigsties and prizes 'Cause there's no kind of well You're suiting yourself You leave yourself behind
We will go Nowhere we know 'Til we find our one and all Your hand me downs Flypaper towns Stuck together