We have been the gardeners we have been the workers
Little angels of the house keepin’ the whole in order
But the room was in a mess when the teacher took a class
Talkin’ about the colour for the grass
Think we should have studied more but now the school is over
God is breathin’ on our neck to get the map we stole while
The world is in a mess and we’re tryin’ to change our class
Drink our glass smoke our grass save our ass

We are gonna steal an object
To set down our affairs
We just wanna win a washer
Which could clean the nightmare
Come enjoy the labyrinth
Call yourself a rover
Followin’ the twine
Until the time is over
Followin’ the twine
But never found the loom
We just can’t remember why

We just can’t remember who
God rules all upon my bedroom
All o’er the world wars
He just wanna make us feel dwarves
Put our things in order
Take a picture of the good times we guys spend together
Drinkin’ on this sinkin’ ship feelin’ rich and clever