Letras
There's lambswool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm
Gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid
The fleas cling to the golden fleece
Hoping they'll find peace
Each thought and gesture are caught on celluloid
There's no hiding in memory
There's no room to avoid
The crawlers cover the floor
In the red ochre corridor
From a sickened sight of people
They've more lifeblood than before
They're moving in time
To a heavy wooden door
Where the needle's eye is winking
Closing on the poor
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
There's only one direction
In the faces that I see
It's upward to the ceiling
Where the chambers seem to be
Like the forest fight for sunlight
That takes root in every tree
They're pulled up by the magnet
Believing they're free
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle
With their bodies glowing bright
Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight
It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
The porcelain mannequin with shattered skin
Fears attack and the eager pack
Lift up their pitchers
They carry all that they lack
The liquid has congealed
Which has seeped out through the crack
And the tickler takes his stickleback
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out