five six seven eight oh god is good but i am great i am delusional i am rock and roll and you re not gonna take it from me no ain t there something left to do around this town the collective shared thought is it s all been done and we re not gonna do it again let s do it again don t let them in they cannot be trusted they ve got bullets in their pockets and blood pouring from eye sockets don t let them in they are holy ghosts and they re not gonna be happy til everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along this place was supposed to be miraculous but my water never turned to wine i ve got a really funny feelin i m goin to hell if i don t make to heaven on time and i stare at my reflection i watch my chest just rise and fall you know sometimes i wish that it did not ever come back up at all don t let them in they cannot be trusted they ve got bullets in their pockets and blood pouring from eye sockets don t let them in they are holy ghosts and they re not gonna be happy til everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along five six seven eight we can bend you til you break don t let them in they cannot be trusted they ve got bullets in their pockets and blood pouring from eye sockets don t let them in they are holy ghosts and they re not gonna be happy til everybody s clapping along don t let them in they cannot be trusted they ve got bullets in their pockets and blood pouring from eye sockets don t let them in they are holy ghosts and they re not gonna be happy til everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along everybody s clapping along