Imaginary men
On wavy double lines
Into the world
With nowhere left to go

In greatly needed space
Go crazy making signs
Fixing the games
And selling out the show

Well the sons of the beard
Made me my home
And it's all for one
And all for what one can take back

Scream hearts are dreams
To squeeze the golden hands
Change tides
Decide to make or break
From creatures next and all around

Who's gonna throw their trousers down
When I can't ride around?