Backyard Creepy Release Show

Time to get high and to go down to The backyard creepy release show All our dead friends who are at loose ends Are getting stoned backstage at the show And you know That it's more fun to play than it is to go And see the backyard creepy release show, bro We'll let you know after the show We'll let you go after the show Well, I don't want to join in, don't want to sing along But one is the loneliest protest song So when it gets late, call that girl you don't hate And get her stoned backstage at the show and you know... You'll forget the words to the best songs on earth At the graveyard industry fake show When everyone dies, they will all sink down To the never-ending release show Where there's a past-it guitar god with skeleton hands And a drummer with quick time dead arm bloodshot plans And a terrorist frontman who's never lived, but can tell you how To feel and fulfill if you sell out But there's no use listening now Cause everyone's dead by the time they get To the backyard... Labelmates roll like heads of state Down to the backyard creepy release show It's a creepy release show, bro It's a creepy release show We're throwing in the backyard We're dying in the backyard And colliding in the backyard Stoned and hiding in the backyard...