S W I T C H O P E N S

hey you slaves go hang your owners
draw your names among their ashes
lay your children on their thrones
gather 'round and fall right down
here at sundown nothing is when everything is alright
switch opens
opening around and lets the garden rise
switch is on
switch is on
switch is on...
hey you patients where's your surgeons?
left you with your insides open
left your heart out on the table
gather 'round and fall right down
feel the air now
stumbling and wander in the moonshine
switch opens
opening around and lets the garden rise
switch is on
switch is on
switch is on...


back to down on the upside