Strawberry Mansion

Hurtling towards the Earth, set the atmosphere on fire And then we'll put another notch in the kuiper Climb down from the trees to die from a disease Brought back from the dead by the liars I don't mind I'll stay behind Transmission in static, the silent monastic Exiled to an island of plastic Waiting on translation, the fool's coronation A permanent summer vacation I don't mind I'll stay behind Set a course for the sun Into bittersweet oblivion The time has come, the rain is gone Back to hell where we belong The games we've been playing, the real estate's changing The mountainsides and rivers to lake beds Concrete to dust, iron to rusted Statues reign over the ocean I don't mind I'll stay behind Set a course for the sun To bittersweet oblivion The time has come, the rain is gone Back to hell where we belong Set a course for the sun To bittersweet oblivion The time has come, the rain is gone Back to hell where we belong