in a small ghost town, there's a little arcade
where the poltergeists play their video games
at the top of the roof he says
game over they said, game over they said
run and get your quarters in
over cliffs we will swim ahead

do the shackles underneath your bed
haunt the records in their grooves

salem is home sentenced to live
yes this i know...comes back tenfold

at the bottom of a french blue pool
roamed the drunk chipped tooth
of the man in the moon

burn furnace burn at the bottom of the cliff
shined a diamond with no end to its trip

hook and sinker

i wrote it all down for you
match a name to the face
do you suspect?
do you confess? do you confess?