What are you doing here, it’s our parade
Yeah, we built it all up just for us
And you may join us if you like
But you best leave the rest behind
We got a lot of work and not much trust
Toward the gospel of the rising Sun
You see, we believe tomorrow comes
And you may breath your life away
A-preaching opportunity
Or you can come and drink the blood with us
They ask: So what exactly does it say?
It says: We all run a naked race
Where we look silly, we look strange
But we mostly look the same -
Horses fleeing from wide open gates
So, do you think you have what it takes?
It shouldn’t matter what outsiders think
Just like when adam said to eve
No darlin’ we don’t have to leave
Are not the gods already mad with me?
Most of that was just to say
We don’t take you too serious
And hope you feel the same way about us
Because we got a little hymn
We like to sing instead of drinking
All the poison of Romeo all at once
It goes like: I might not see you again
No, I might not see you again
But I’d like to see you again
What are you doing here, it’s our parade
Yeah, we got 700 souls and plus
We got acrobats, magicians
And a woman walking tightrope
With a party at the end of the road
And you may join us if you like
But you best leave the rest behind
We got a spot left in the choir
And they’re singing to sky
You hear it echo from the back of the line
It goes like: I might not see you again
No, I might not see you again
But I’d like to see you again
Singing: We can’t see
But we pray for pretty eyes
Yeah, we pray for pretty eyes
Oh, we can’t see
But we pray for pretty eyes
Yeah, we pray for pretty eyes
And when I die
Hope we’ve already arrived
Hope we’ve already arrived
Oh, when I die
Hope we’ve already arrived
Hope we’ve already arrived
What are you doing here, it’s our parade
Yeah, we built it all up just for us
And you may join us if you like
But you best leave the rest behind
We got a lot of work and not much trust
Toward the gospel of the rocket Sun
You see, we believe tomorrow comes
Just like when adam heard from eve
I’ll keep an apple up my sleeve
We’ll plant an eden, and you’ll wake with me
