Letras: The PAper ChAse. The Kids Will Grow Up To Be Assholes.

Good god almighty! The phantom body
He's gone and done it again, you know he's at it again
And it's the last thing you should ever do
But if you look at the abyss, it will look right back at you

Give you a sense of being stared at

Calm down, Jonestown
So help me god I'll drink it down
a??We'll be watching you so watch your moutha??
Hold me, armless
Because we're ready to make you one of us
We'll be watching you so watch your mouth
You better watch your mouth

The kids will grow up to be assholes
The kids will grow up to leave you with your house with your plants
The kids will grow up to be assholes
The kids will grow up to leave you in your house where you lay

Remember how we used to laugh all the time?
I'm fairly sure it was never at the same time
I am a ghost that haunts your hometown
I'm around I'm the sounds you swear you swore that...

Calm down, Jonestown
So help me god I'll drink it down
a??We'll be watching you so watch your moutha??
Hold me, armless
We're ready to make you one of us
The song won't sing itself so just sing out

You don't want your messes cleaned
You don't want your bodies fixed
You don't want your problems solved, stories all resolved
You have nothing to lean on
You don't want your stitches sewn
a?˜Cause then you'll have the big unknown
And we'll be watching you so watch your mouth...
You better watch your mouth