Strawberry Mansion

Hurtling towards the Earth, set the atmosphere on fire

And then we'll put another notch in the kuiper

Climb down from the trees to die from a disease

Brought back from the dead by the liars

I don't mind

I'll stay behind

Transmission in static, the silent monastic

Exiled to an island of plastic

Waiting on translation, the fool's coronation

A permanent summer vacation

I don't mind

I'll stay behind

Set a course for the sun

Into bittersweet oblivion

The time has come, the rain is gone

Back to hell where we belong

The games we've been playing, the real estate's changing

The mountainsides and rivers to lake beds

Concrete to dust, iron to rusted

Statues reign over the ocean

I don't mind

I'll stay behind

Set a course for the sun

To bittersweet oblivion

The time has come, the rain is gone

Back to hell where we belong

Set a course for the sun

To bittersweet oblivion

The time has come, the rain is gone

Back to hell where we belong