Backing blackrock dirt and other derring-do Bouncy castles home the exhaled youth Who gather on the strand with sprinkles in each hand going to battle blowhards thinking that they will lose The water will casually follow its route the cage-bird will gradually go cuckoo Double piercings and striated brows clowning around at risk of falling out The water will casually follow its route The cage-bird will gradually go cuckoo Well, the water will actually fill the whole room and the bird will be better off flying the coop Back in Blackrock worlds are turning around subterranean rifts are showing on the ground Let's gather on the strand in mittens made by hand and go the way of all ejecta living unbound The water will casually follow its route And the cage-bird will gradually go cuckoo well, the water will actually fill the whole room and the bird will be better off flying the coop