We're just a parasite Oh we're just a parasite Oh we're just a parasite They say We're staying outta sight Oh we're staying outta sight Oh we're staying outta sight And the shades for us We hardly edible We are inedible We are inedible On your taste buds We are the furniture We are the pale and the soft We're in and out of secure We are the hope is not lost The little or nothing The little or nothing The little or nothing We get to say... In the late of the evening Late of the evening Late of the evening The grains had made way (for us) Oh by early morning By early morning By early morning We're here to stay... We are the furniture We are the pale and the soft We're in and out of secure We are the hope is not lost This town doesn't sleep and neither do we United we stand, We're tied at our stems I'm high as the alps and I want my scalps honey... United we stand, tired of our stems like oh oh oh oh oh We are the furniture We are the pale and the soft We're in and out of secure We are the hope is not hope is not hope is not lost!