Tilly and the Wall Follow

we'll wake up your mothers, we'll start a commotion

we'll take you apart, we'll swallow the ocean

and just when you've labeled us one of your types

we'll fly our flag right up up out of your sky

so puff out your chest in some weird dusty fight

we're taking no part in your cracked antique life

we're believing everything that we have heard

we're taking our turn with the kids that don't learn

you know I'm going to take my turn

let us be free, let us sing songs along

the bottoms of barrels , let us be free

so out come you clowns, all you wolves, all you martyrs

you holy rat rattlers, holy found fathers

we're selling ourselves so ourselves can find

we're living at night trying to pull out the light

we'll turn up the heat as we burn up you boxes

we'll loosen our wrists as we fill in your foxholes

you've got your bad apples to ruin your bunch

yeah we're all right here so you better eat up

oh yeah, there's nothing you can do

if you want me here, you can have me here

if you want me now, you can have me now

if you want me down, I will get really low

you better believe I'll be down by your shoes

if you want it all, you can have it all

if you want some more, come and get some more

'cause the dirt feels good when you're underground

you better believe that we're all getting down

you know that us feral kids love straying about

so start giving in, yeah you better get down