Tempest

In the halls and in the churches They were preening on their lofty perches And holes in their conspiracies And they were looking right at me Come play Tempest with me Or maybe Millipede We can while away the hours Away from the hordes I've almost reached the yellow boards I hear the doors of institutions Opening and slamming shut They were desperate for solutions They were drowning in their elocutions Come play Tempest with me Or maybe Centipede We can hang out in the mall It's where I feel at home And I don't want to be alone Come play Tempest with me Or maybe Centipede We can hang out in the mall Away from the hordes I've almost reached those nasty green boards