Long enough to see the warning You can't be there But I won't care I saw the best before the morning Refused to say That we praise the day In you it's so cruel In you it's so cruel A tailor maze With an oath of grace He corrupts the paste When he's sleazing the daze A box of nails Layed beneath your hand You pick it up and place It where you almost stand I think you understand? You peel to know that you're not alone Release the lap of a fool you own A box of nails Is something you retain You pick it up and wail Obtain it from the stand There's nothing you retain Protection for a whale A koochy list to land Will you help me understand? I hope you understand?