It's all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
By slight of the hand you will turn them into dust
A face to face you will lead them to the fall

You know a track fiend on the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out uuuuh
Uhhh uuuuuuh

It's all good luck charms,
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worst
You say keep them close by
They're closer than you think

You know a track fiend on the saw dustsaw
You're allowed to stare it out uuuuh
Uhhh uuuuuuh

Next spring will bring you back again
You'll sigh and crack a whip for us
And maybe you will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl

It's all at bats now
All painting gorgeous time.
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage.
You'll open up the cage.