Taken to the trees She has you strung up by your feet "Now, not one single sound" You can tell her all your fears Because she really wants to know "Awww, why you always sleepy?" Do your black wings beat like the black eyed crow? All your friends Have sold you out It's so sad, rubbernecking Take control (Forgive us for what we have done) Adjust your aims (We never meant to hurt no one) This year's man... rubbernecking Stuck in dirty dreams Under filthy fingernails "Now, shouldn't you be sleeping?" Now you can tell her all about the sea and the voices in the wind "Now I have seen truth behind the laughter When the madman gently sings!" You're lost, she's here "All this and more, my dear" This is where you began Taken to the trees, this year's man But all your friends Have sold you out It's so sad, rubbernecking So take control Adjust your aims It's this year's man... rubbernecking