Lyrics:

All dried out
In a trash can full of nails
But it will not sit
And it will not admit
To wheels
Though it's red hot
It will try not to place new trails
Better look out
Better try not to fix what fails
And as your heaven
Count without the nails
And crawl in with number seven
Tattooed on her leg
But hell
And your opinion still prevails
But it will not float
In a fish tank without white sails
But it can wait
In a trash can full of nails
Cause drag down (in a pity)
And it's dead weight in the Emerald City
And as your flavour
Tensify itself as false colour information
Poisoned in your cave
Up all right
Up nail
Those red hot snails (red hot snails)
In a trash can full of nails
Real unkind
So roll your eyes
Red rose gone
Feels so lost
So alive
And realise your trash can's on your head
Better try not to leave new trails
Better try not to leave new trails