It's a crooked home it's the heavy sail gonna get there overnight Drop the drag and lift the line chase the morning light Push it straight the wind feels fine a stranger in their home Did the sound Mr. Right pick around echo far home drone A sound they'd never know Now you're back with all the rats filthy tracks they roam Take a seat to congregate and greedy share their home You held a wage on a mighty blood exclusion all the time It wasn't much but now you're stuck in strange you're feeling fine It's strange you're feeling fine It's a crooked home it's the heavy sail gonna get there overnight Drop the drag and lift the line chase the morning light Push it straight the wind feels fine a stranger in their home Did the sound Mr. Right pick around echo far home drone A sound they'd never know