Your captain nailed his feet
Do what your mother tells you
The faulty mechanism of hope has disintegrated
Who've given us something more than faultlessness to sing about
To someone else's ship at the sight of me
What did you promise us about grinning in the rear view
The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly
The collision is always licking it's lips
Put down the Sheriff's horse
Just keep the plane from drifting off course
Singing, "Hallelujah, the King is dead"
Without your fake teeth in?
You weren't supposed to open the door
There's a hoof print on the bow
Of the highway up ahead of us
Do what your mother tells you
To someone else's ship at the sight of me
Keep your glass eye glued on the end
Do what your mother tells you
Do what your mother tells you
Put down the Sheriff's horse
We'll attend to the terrified first class convinced
All hail the wounded heart contingent
Your captain nailed his feet
Long live prosthetic live wires
Do what your mother tells you
Singing, "Hallelujah, the King is dead"
The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly
Do what your mother tells you
