snapped a twig and found wires inside scratching noises in the walls they call them roof rats laid out the big traps aim messages at the unreachable man there is something in my walls i can hear it move and crawl like a giant secret thought always near but never caught never caught these are the days we ll never remember these are the days that we ll never remember dead castle and the tropical slums know the melody your enemy hums it isn t love we re feeling fallen ceiling so leave the good map out tonight the hero s ready for his fight in his car he ll disappear into nighttime far from here it might be years these are the days we ll never remember these are the days that we ll never remember these are the days of the quiet surrender these are the days of the quiet surrender oh my friend we ll never go back there again got to get out where there s something happening we re not winning alone oh it s time yeah it s time
['stomp and whittle']