Burn the witch We know where you live This is a low flying panic attack Stay in the shadows Cheer at the gallows This is a round up Sing a song on the jukebox that goes Red crosses on wooden doors And if you float you burn

Nana, nana, nana na Nana, nana, nana This little laser beam I'm gonna let it be These broken dreams are fallen leaves Cheer up now Flailing on the ground Cheer up, the end is coming I plant my feet in the dirt