You´re holding back
You´re hard to read
Your a 21st century kind
You´re lighting fast
Built for speed

A tight lipped modern mind
An architect
Of grand romance
You´re a mystery of disguise
You´re holed up in your house
Just waiting for the fire
You´re buttoned down
All sown up
You´re an ontological soul
Cold hard truth
Only proof
What we already know

You´re gonna need a claw hammer
Oh my Lord
To bust on through
And break down your walls
Loosen your lips

Slacken that jaw
It´s gonna take a claw hammer
Oh my Lord

Look at us fools
Being used
We´re totally dumb, surprised
Waiting for you to share with us
The myth behind the lies
Come on out
Throw us a bone
We want to know your intentions
Are you fake
For goodness sake
Or the Mother of Invention
You´re buttoned down
All sown up
You´re an ontological soul

Cold hard truth
Only proof
What we already know

You´re gonna need a claw hammer
Oh my Lord
To bust on through
And break down your walls
Loosen your lips
Slacken that jaw
It´s gonna take a claw hammer
Oh my Lord

You´re gonna need a claw hammer
Oh my Lord
To bust on through
And break down your walls
Loosen your lips

Slacken that jaw
It´s gonna take a claw hammer
Oh my Lord
It´s gonna take a claw hammer
Oh my Lord
It´s gonna take a claw hammer
Oh my Lord