I'd like to welcome you
To the plastic place
Come right in melt
And you'll have a seat
I'll be the spider on the lake
With the frozen shapes
Where the speed boats go
By are they filing names
Hit the flashing lights
Where the comas sleep
If it makes you happy
We could believe in hate
'Til we're all packed up so tight
I can see that face
Eyes of sleep sickness
Not a fear of the evening
If we're hanging up ourselves
If we're hanging up ourselves
If we're hanging up ourselves
If we're hanging up ourselves
If we're hanging up ourselves
Into the breeze
Of the soap and the neon blue
Combination knees, good friends
All these good friends
All these good friends
All these good friends
If we're hanging up ourselves
Then we could hang up ourselves
If we're hanging up ourselves
Then we could hang up ourselves
If we're hanging up ourselves
'Til we're all packed up so tight
I can see that face
Eyes of sleep sickness
Not a fear of the evening