作曲 : Pond, Smith
Half of all our lives are spent
Encouraged by embarrassment
We hold our heads
And stay asleep and cannot hear
In case nobody called
We'll follow the prim ones 
And sit on your hands 
Watch your step, don't hardly move 
Speak in hushed tones 
Till they bring on the ending 
They bring on the ending 
As we file to get outside 
With all the same coats on 
Here it is, December's end 
And our evaluations are in 
The lowland's goal is less than low 
It's good, good
Easy to have met them 
August light, the weightless fall 
The hold of trucks could carry us all 
The hot exhaust, the thoughtless sleep 
We'd run, run
And fall into the river 
We'd meet up at night 
Pretty late by the falls 
Talk too fast without regret 
With headlights and stars 
It was brighter than the daylight 
Bodies all backlit 
Unconscious though we're moving 
Stereo is screaming 
We'll settle for stares
Now un-glide with our hands
The basement is where we will live
And stick to the crowds without ever speaking
We want it that easy
And don't get caught dancing
Even if you're drinking
Don't get caught dancing