Taken to the trees
She has you strung up by your feet
"Now, not one single sound"

You can tell her all your fears
Because she really wants to know
"Awww, why you always sleepy?"
Do your black wings beat like the black eyed crow?

All your friends
Have sold you out
It's so sad, rubbernecking
Take control
(Forgive us for what we have done)
Adjust your aims
(We never meant to hurt no one)
This year's man... rubbernecking

Stuck in dirty dreams
Under filthy fingernails
"Now, shouldn't you be sleeping?"

Now you can tell her all about the sea and the voices in the wind
"Now I have seen truth behind the laughter
When the madman gently sings!"

You're lost, she's here
"All this and more, my dear"
This is where you began
Taken to the trees, this year's man

But all your friends
Have sold you out
It's so sad, rubbernecking
So take control
Adjust your aims
It's this year's man... rubbernecking