Heaven is a switchboard that you want to fight
She would even miss you if you taught her sight
Power politician leaning to the right
Baby's got a trust fund
That she'll want to go off like that
Get off of my stack
Leave a little window
Get off of my stack

Now we wear same-colored yellow uniforms
Sky is burning
But at least we're warm
Go and run yourself a million miles
Hoping that the colors run out
And you go off like that
Get off of my stack
Leave a little window
Get off of my stack

You can never see yourself
Ringing all around it

No one is on lake Michigan
You labored on, lake Michigan

Not another payoff
Get off of my stack
Leave a little window
Get off of my stack
You know it won't do
Get off of my stack

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Zachary David Schwartz