They're gonna tell you, honey
all you got to be
if you don't care how you fall
you can blow off in the breeze
out on the high wire, honey
is where you got to be
when you think you're standing tall
they decide to cut your strings
i found you
i'll eat you alive
buy you
another gift, another crime
wait until your hungry
then you'll wanna play around
hold that candle high
leave this wasted land
i won't fall behind
turn to salt and sand
loosen up that hold
you got to get out
can't you hear that sound
evolution calls!
out on the high road, honey
where you scrapped your knee
cause your heads up to the clouds
and you can't get nothin' free
all of the rules fly, honey
ain't no referee
and there's no one keeping score
every wall is made of doors
hold that candle high
leave this wasted land
i won't fall behind
turn to salt and sand
loosen up that hold
you got to be brave
rise up from that grave
evolution calls!