You've been so long
Your blind eyes are gone
Your old bones are on their own
So take off your coat
Put a song in your throat
Let the dead beats pound all around
We will go nowhere we know
We don't have to talk at all
Hand-me-downs, flypaper towns
Stuck together one and all

The bargains you've dragged
Buckets and bags
And all your belongings
Your train's in the sand
Ramshackle land
Let the rats watch the races
We will go nowhere we know
Till we found our one and all
Hand-me-downs, flypaper towns
Stuck together one and all

Praises get spent
Your trick faces bent
Pig sties and prizes
'Cause there's no kind of wealth
You're shooting yourself
You leave yourself behind
We will go nowhere we know
Till we found our one and all
Your hand-me-downs, flypaper towns
Stuck together one and all