I heard you're wanting to come along
Smoke on the ceiling, just something to breathe in
Wave to the tourists, they're speaking tongues
And there's mud in the water
I feel like it's sinking in
Like it's sinking in
In, in, in
Like it's sinking in
Arlington, Texas, the curtain's torn
Into the woods, have you heard what the word is
Specters and spirits lie in the shrubs
And I can tell from your face that you're wanting to go
Go!
I heard that you need to lighten up
Out on the water the fires are burning
I don't know just what you thought this was
But I know what it's not, and it's not what you think it is
What you think it is
It is
What you think it is
Out on the valley the river bends
Shadows are dancing, they float on the water
Snakes roam the alleys, the daylight ends
And it pains me to say, but they won't let you go
Go!
I don't know!
Take control!
Which way's low?
Take control!