There's one man left to thank Built it with his hands One man left to thank He didn't need to carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something And there's plan A Take a seat Watch them play Keep a receipt Sharpen up and carve them into something Carve it into something new Carve them into something new Tell me what it is that you see With your stolen eyes And your singing one two three Open up my eyes My twin he tends to be me He walks abroad He like the broads While I soak and shake alone at home Chewing on my bone Smash big boulders into stones I don't need no bit of faith Need no human race Though I read every review No one's got a fucking clue Sold his soul and bought new shoes You never choose You're born to lose By the end of the road Come on I need to know Like to craft the songs State where you belong And if you come from no where You'll end up straight back there You may as well Carve carve carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something Carve it into something new Carve it into something Carve it into something Carve it into something Carve it into something Carve it into something Carve it into something new