Letra de Palmcorder Yajna
Holt Boulevard, between Gary and White Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge, set ourselves up for the night Carpenter ants in the dresser, flies in the screen It will be too late by the time we learn what these cryptic symbols meanAnd I dreamt of a house Haunted by all you tweakers with your hands out And the headstones climbed up the hills And the headstones climbed up the hillsSend somebody out for soda, comb through the carpet for clues Reflective tape on our sweatpants, big holes in our shoes Every couple minutes someone says he can't stand it any more Laugh lines on our faces, scale maps of the ocean floorAnd I dreamt of a camera Pointing out from inside the television And the aperture yawning and blinking And the headstones climbed up the hillsIf anybody comes to see me Tell 'em they just missed me by a minute If anybody comes into our room while we're asleep I hope they incinerate everybody in itAnd I dreamt of a factory Where they manufactured what I needed Using shiny new machines And the headstones climbed up the hills