Speak, see, remember

The crimes it took to get you through

Deadbeat december

There's blood in the butter

The kitchens are closed for the holidays

You know that I've got to say

There's been a lot of talk

Since you're on to me

On daddy on



To find in the fishes,

The creatures, the air

Been hangin' around

God loves ya, but what could he do?

Yeah, wha wha wha wha wha what could he do?



Passion and a lovin' suggestion

Gonna send ya into somebody's icy arms and now

Graphics will do the deal justice

it's a can't lose

Only two times or three or four or more



To find in the love in the creatures the air

You're hangin' around

God loves ya, but what could he do

Quit hangin' around

God loves ya, but what could he do



The terror twilight

It all to get down for it

The terror twilight

It all to get down for it



You're hangin' around

God loves ya, but what could he do?

Quit hangin' around

God loves ya, but what could he do?



Buy now!

Develop the coast and raise the sight lines

The oceans moving out

And someday

Develop the coast and sell the air

You know if we could we'd sell the air



Stand back!

Expansion is what we do the best

I don't see the grass and the fields

I see an epicenter with agendas

And you're aware they must be next

I hope you're aware they must be next

Do it! Do it! Do it!