I'll see you at the next stop with red lipstick on your wrist, I'll bring my friends
Hey strangers, take us where we shouldn't go, you wouldn't do us wrong
Got snowed in at Bussey town, lord dalton slapped me hard, so hard it hurt
Oh, he was smiling so much his face turned blue
And now my mind is aching, face on the wall
Figured we're basically making no sense at all
And I did it all
We are so small
It's time to fall
Met Leroy limping, knee still dripping, up upon that hay bail castle
We got up, fell down, and we knew it was time to find a bed
And now my mind is aching, face on the wall
Figured we're basically making no sense at all
And I did it all
We are so small
It's time to fall. Fall... yeah