Did you hear the bells and whistles when they found you?
Haunting, melting magic in your mind.
And finally falling fast asleep but I knew
Your horoscope would never stay in time.
All those lips and dirty tricks you made
Caught suspended, diggin' up our graves,
We cannot control the mess we've made, and we like it.
Barnaby, we'd love to have you down!
Married in your mothers wedding gown.
It's fortunate your fortune was erased, or misplaced;
Cause family matters more than missed bouquets (so they say.)
Built a man, built a ninety-five foot man.
To make the people in the light house dance.
Shakin' hands with the aftermath.
Would you break the chain and start again my darling,
Cause you're marching out of tune and out of time.
They curse you so they say it wont remind you
Of the man we built, the man we left behind.
They hide like rats in the temple down from the other side,
Thew chew on our halos; gnawing on pesticide.
Down to the bayou, asleep at the water wheel,
They stone you, they stone you, and I can't afford to lose.
Built a man, built a ninety-five foot man.
To make the people in the light house dance.
Shakin' hands with the aftermath.
I can't believe my mind, you're nothing short of sanctuary.
But don't you hate me when I go crazy.
Built a man, built a ninety-five foot man,
To make the people in the lighthouse mad,
To make the shamans in the mountain cry.
Oh my god, where is this heaven in this hell?