I'll see you at the next stop with red lipstick on your wrist, I'll bring my friends Hey strangers, take us where we shouldn't go, you wouldn't do us wrong Got snowed in at Bussey town, lord dalton slapped me hard, so hard it hurt Oh, he was smiling so much his face turned blue And now my mind is aching, face on the wall Figured we're basically making no sense at all And I did it all We are so small It's time to fall Met Leroy limping, knee still dripping, up upon that hay bail castle We got up, fell down, and we knew it was time to find a bed And now my mind is aching, face on the wall Figured we're basically making no sense at all And I did it all We are so small It's time to fall. Fall... yeah