I slipped away, I slipped on a little white lie
We've got heads on sticks, you've got ventriloquists
We've got heads on sticks, you've got ventriloquists
Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed
Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed
Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed
Staring at the shadows at the edge of my bed
The rats and children will follow me out of town
The rats and children follow me out of their homes
Come on, kids
