| Lyrics：Jay Farrar Music：Jay Farrar | |
| Call out your castaway | |
| You'll wake up to carry in the new day | |
| Send 'em out from the castle on high | |
| Talk is talk, solely in your mind | |
| Claim-stake the final words | |
| What goes around is knocking at your front door | |
| Straightface, you're rapt and | |
| High-flown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take | |
| The viewpoints slam, | |
| Mates just look around to know you're wicked | |
| Proclaimed from protected stances | |
| Who, wallowing, wear what you've fallen into | |
| You demonize what you don't understand | |
| Darts surround your heavy, heavy hand | |
| Straightface, you're rapt and | |
| High-flown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take | |
| Better keep the bags packed | |
| Keep your nose clean | |
| Check the shelf life and date | |
| Reticent gonna soon realize | |
| Showgirls magazines define your minds eye | |
| You're a rough draft you're old news | |
| You're a grifter with a funny little hat | |
| Straightface, you're rapt and | |
| High-flown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take |
| Lyrics: Jay Farrar Music: Jay Farrar | |
| Call out your castaway | |
| You' ll wake up to carry in the new day | |
| Send ' em out from the castle on high | |
| Talk is talk, solely in your mind | |
| Claimstake the final words | |
| What goes around is knocking at your front door | |
| Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
| Highflown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take | |
| The viewpoints slam, | |
| Mates just look around to know you' re wicked | |
| Proclaimed from protected stances | |
| Who, wallowing, wear what you' ve fallen into | |
| You demonize what you don' t understand | |
| Darts surround your heavy, heavy hand | |
| Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
| Highflown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take | |
| Better keep the bags packed | |
| Keep your nose clean | |
| Check the shelf life and date | |
| Reticent gonna soon realize | |
| Showgirls magazines define your minds eye | |
| You' re a rough draft you' re old news | |
| You' re a grifter with a funny little hat | |
| Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
| Highflown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take |
| Lyrics: Jay Farrar Music: Jay Farrar | |
| Call out your castaway | |
| You' ll wake up to carry in the new day | |
| Send ' em out from the castle on high | |
| Talk is talk, solely in your mind | |
| Claimstake the final words | |
| What goes around is knocking at your front door | |
| Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
| Highflown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take | |
| The viewpoints slam, | |
| Mates just look around to know you' re wicked | |
| Proclaimed from protected stances | |
| Who, wallowing, wear what you' ve fallen into | |
| You demonize what you don' t understand | |
| Darts surround your heavy, heavy hand | |
| Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
| Highflown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take | |
| Better keep the bags packed | |
| Keep your nose clean | |
| Check the shelf life and date | |
| Reticent gonna soon realize | |
| Showgirls magazines define your minds eye | |
| You' re a rough draft you' re old news | |
| You' re a grifter with a funny little hat | |
| Straightface, you' re rapt and | |
| Highflown for hire | |
| Make believe you breathe out | |
| Every one you take |
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