You Better
[Verse One]
How clever of you to be this way
You better believe they'll start their reign
They all live inside the same dead landscape
And you'd better believe they'll strike today
How clever of you, happy and gay
For you have tricked the grass into turning gray
[Verse Two]
You think you've still got a chance, if I'm not wrong
Writing down these meaningless songs
[Bridge]
You better keep your wits right by your side
Or else they'll drift away to the cyanide
You better keep your wits right by your side
Or else they'll drift away to the cyanide
You better keep your wits right by your side
Or else they'll drift away to the cyanide
There's something here that owns this place
And it'll break your, oh so pretty, face
You better keep your wits right by your side
Or else they'll drift away to the cyanide
There's something here that owns this place
And it'll break your, oh so pretty...
Face