Time is too early, my hair isn't curly
Songwriters: Adam Beach, Matt Edmonds, John Patrick Vivia Flynn, Joe Zeitlan
And pick up your sticks and twigs to burn
Pushed back through the leafy ground
When you're dead, when you're dead
Monsters in the valley and shootings in the alley
For they won't be there when you're dead
Publisher: TRANSGRESSIVE PUBLISHING LTD
Pray for the people inside your head
When nothing goes right and the future's dark as night
Don't know where I can buy a heart
Muffled out and pushed back down
And tickle me green, I'm too naive
Muffled out and pushed back down
What you need is a sunny, sunny day
Pray for the people inside your head
Muffled out and pushed back down
Muffled out and pushed back down
Pray for the people inside your head
There is no straight and narrow, offload your wheelbarrow
I've rolled around the orchard and found myself too awkward
The one I've got is shoddy, I need a brand new body
And people fall flat at every turn
When you're dead, when you're dead
For they won't be there when you're dead
For they won't be there when you're dead
When you're dead, when you're dead
Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as a flushed red apple skin
I wish I was home and tucked away
Pushed back through the leafy ground
Pushed back through the leafy ground
For they won't be there when you're dead
For they won't be there when you're dead
When you're dead, when you're dead, when you're
Except I've never been as sweet
Pray for the people inside your head
Don't know where I can find myself a brand new pair of ears
And then I can have a brand new start
Pushed back through the leafy ground
Pray for the people inside your head