Heaven Has A Heater

Head to the suburbs where the income is salt

A wall of history for keeping them hounds out

I got a secret

I got a secret

Kicked right out of hideouts

He had a brain that was built inside of four square walls

Chewing on plastic

Teeth getting bigger

Spread some salt into that wound

Cause theres an invitation

You've been waiting so long for

There will conversations

There will be blood in the kitchen tonight

So honey bring in your brass band

A telegram with intention

I saw the robbers of your face appear

In the bathroom window

Were playing saxophones out in the front lawn

And in the bathroom stalls there keeping there signs out

And with two statues yeah we got room up there to move

I know ten people who know ten more

Heavens got a heater heavens got a heater

Your a background horse