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	作词 : Darnielle
	Holt Boulevard, between Gary and White
	Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge, set ourselves up for the night
	Carpenter ants in the dresser, flies in the screen
	It will be too late by the time we learn what these cryptic symbols mean
	And I dreamt of a house
	Haunted by all you tweakers with your hands out
	And the headstones climbed up the hills
	And the headstones climbed up the hills
	Send somebody out for soda, comb through the carpet for clues
	Reflective tape on our sweatpants, big holes in our shoes
	Every couple minutes someone says he can't stand it any more
	Laugh lines on our faces, scale maps of the ocean floor
	And I dreamt of a camera
	Pointing out from inside the television
	And the aperture yawning and blinking
	And the headstones climbed up the hills
	If anybody comes to see me
	Tell 'em they just missed me by a minute
	If anybody comes into our room while we're asleep
	I hope they incinerate everybody in it
	And I dreamt of a factory
	Where they manufactured what I needed
	Using shiny new machines
	And the headstones climbed up the hills

	zuò cí : Darnielle
	Holt Boulevard, between Gary and White
	Hooked up with some friends at the Travelodge, set ourselves up for the night
	Carpenter ants in the dresser, flies in the screen
	It will be too late by the time we learn what these cryptic symbols mean
	And I dreamt of a house
	Haunted by all you tweakers with your hands out
	And the headstones climbed up the hills
	And the headstones climbed up the hills
	Send somebody out for soda, comb through the carpet for clues
	Reflective tape on our sweatpants, big holes in our shoes
	Every couple minutes someone says he can' t stand it any more
	Laugh lines on our faces, scale maps of the ocean floor
	And I dreamt of a camera
	Pointing out from inside the television
	And the aperture yawning and blinking
	And the headstones climbed up the hills
	If anybody comes to see me
	Tell ' em they just missed me by a minute
	If anybody comes into our room while we' re asleep
	I hope they incinerate everybody in it
	And I dreamt of a factory
	Where they manufactured what I needed
	Using shiny new machines
	And the headstones climbed up the hills