The monster exposed himself from underground
Burning his face as he ran through the town
Hoping the patrons just don´t hear a sound

Heart, court and harmony just ain´t the same
My black and their green playing some games
I´ve got all these pictures, I just need the frames

These are the things that you´ll never do
Feeding the wife on the phone
And there you are, all on your own

Red and blue, I want to like a hole in the head
It slopes in the middle and is stopping them dead
I´d like to help them, I´ve already said

These are the things that you´ll never do
Running away from your home

And there you are, all on your own