I just got back from Sixland
Sixland calling card lake
There were six kids stalking a fake new wave
And I was stopped, I was running late

But my feet have walked the earth
And my poor hands clap
Till my fingers get blamed

Suddenly vans were approaching
Unloading awfully quick
Merchandise from the army of art

Wait a minute
Wait a minute

Wait dream don't go
And spoil the privacy
With your fancy strobes
And your marble cats
I'm stupid to assume
That any hissing asp would
Armor any see-through snake
At Sixland calling card lake
I just got back from Sixland

It was more than I could take