Open up a window,
All the air, all the air is falling out
Eyes vacuum up light
Sound gets trapped by the mouth
What to do with the remainder
When the dents, the dents get hammered out
Then we'll travel through time
The world's an inventor with its work
Crawling, running, squirming 'round
Trees drop colorful fruits
Directly into our mouths
The walls of inventor
We're the dirtiest thing it's thought about
And we really don't mind
We'll probably never get there
Bring your sightseers, schoolteachers down
It's a watercolor weekend
All the trees are turning colored now
We'll probably never get there
Bring your candy taster time wasters around
And we'll f** with their minds!
The world composes
With his shirttails wrinkled, hanging out
Bang us together,
See what sort of sounds we make right now
The world plays music
Playin' skin on teeth inside of the mouth
What sort of sounds?
What lovely sounds come about?
We greased all the ropes
We're floating in the light
We're gonna break these borders
We're gonna move in time
We greased all the ropes
We're floating in the light
We're gonna break these borders
We're gonna travel time
We're gonna throw a party
All the ghosts of trees are coming out
Don't move in any direction
Wait until the light's inside of the clouds
You're gonna wanna see this
Don't bring your camera around
Watch sun and sawdust align
We greased all the ropes
We're floating in the light
We're gonna break these borders
We're gonna pulse in time
We greased all the ropes
We're floating in the light
We're gonna break these borders
We're gonna travel time
Close up the window
All the air, all the air is falling out
Eyes vacuum up light
Sound gets trapped by the mouth
Our predecessor left this box
and something's crawling around
I think it really wants out!