Hallelujah The Hills - Wave Backwards to Ma**achusetts lyrics

A blizzard, a mallard, a stillborn Chinese baby speaking backwards My peephole in the cabin, keep an eye on loggers preparing for battle And textbooks glow like they know where we're going But it's just a guess they planted in the pages And flags unfurl like they know why we're sewing A certain kind of stars into the fabric Can't keep topping my count's bestsellers, pieced together in damp dark cellars Flipped out fury, it's a wigged out wish So creep creep crawl your way into the heartland And the clocks explode, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home We'll sing a crooked path back to our home There is no context for this progress, a village epidemic reaches congress An idea or a light bulb, smashed on concrete outside of the nightclub A cat with a windchime skeleton But it's not like he's in charge of city planning Greet the deep sea diver as he dives within He hides secrets behind all of the paneling We will find him before the party resumes Treating cape houses like Egyptian tombs Tricked out tremors in my nervous system Don't sink sink sink sink sink into the pavement And the clocks explode, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home We'll sing a crooked path back to our home, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home Wave backwards to Ma**achusetts, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home Wave backwards to Ma**achusetts, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home Wave backwards to Ma**achusetts, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home Wave backwards to Ma**achusetts, we'll sing a crooked path Wave backwards to Ma**achusetts, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home Wave backwards to Ma**achusetts, we'll sing a crooked path back to our home Wave backwards to Ma**achusetts