The Pied Piper calls and you’re on your way
You saw him on the television
He drives a Chevrolet.
At night a flying saucer lands on your lawn
And all the people that you loved,
Well now they’re gone.
Because the time, the time is coming.
Everytime I close my eyes it’s more than just a hunch.
Those guys on those horses
They pack a mean punch.
And every prayer that I’ve rehearsed
Can’t save me from this trance
The gates are closed, the lock is locked
There is no second chance.
‘Cause the time, the time is coming.
Yeah the time, the time is coming.
Imperfection, flawed affection, misdirection, it’s who we are…
The Pied Piper calls and you’re on your way
You saw him on the television
He drives a Chevrolet.
At night a flying saucer lands on your lawn
And all the people that you loved,
Well now they’re gone.
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Lyrics submitted by david lemair.