When they first arrived, we decided to hide
all the best parts in the pitch of the dark.
When no one was looking all the pieces were stolen
and assembled inside so the color could rise.
And nothing went wrong till the strike of the sun
and then the whole crowd left without watchin' the set.
The only thing left was our poisonous heads
and the curse that's been eating our minds.
Don't say a thing- it's alright at home
It's alright at home alone.