Spiral:  I want to say:

   SM:      It's my second hand wonder, 

            a thing that recovers the doubt

   Spiral:  Slim door,

   Mark:    Like a rainstorm, you've got to do 

            what you want and say it

   SM:      It's of my design assembled at the cut

   Spiral:  Slim door,

   SM:      It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel

   Mark:    You go down, down, down, down

   Spiral:  Slim door,

   SM:      It's all right to shake, to fight, to feel

   Mark:    You go down, down, down, down



   SM:    Harness your hopes to the folks 

          with the liquor with the ropes,

          Red, red ropes, periscopes

          They've got everything will ever need 

          stored under the chair

        

          Simmer, simmer, simmer down

          Simmer, simmer, simmer down

          Don't waste your precious breath 

          explaining that you are worthwhile



          Simmer, simmer, simmer down

          Simmer, simmer, simmer down

          Be patient and I'll let you see my

          Carrot rope, feed my thrill, 

          I got beat by weather

          Carrot rope, feed my thrill, 

          I got beat by weather

          Carrot rope, feed my thrill,

          It's time to get me off of the grounds,

          The wicked keeper is down



   SM:    Hey little boy, would you like to know 

          what's in my pocket or not

          It's no ploy, it's no gimmick,

          It's the chance of a lifetime to see 

          something that's never seen by mere mortals

   Mark:  Except me

   Spiral:And myself

   SM:    And sweet I, so what do you say?

          Would you like to play 20 questions with me?

   SM:    A little, little Christian lie,

          A little, little Christian lie

          Debating if it's time 

          to drop the bomb on you, my dear

          A little, little Christian lie,

          A little, little Christian lie

          Let's get down to brass tacks and start it

          A carrot rope, feed my thrill, 

          I got beat by weather

          A carrot rope, feed my thrill, 

          I got beat by weather

          Carrot rope, feed my thrill

          It's time to get me off of the grounds

          The wicked keeper is down,

          The wicked keeper is down

          And he gets me off of the grounds



   Spiral:Leg