So the story goes, they wore the clothes that did the things that made it seem improbableA whale of a life had the hope that it wasAnd the good men of tomorrow had their feet in the waterWhen their heads were shorn and eyes abroadHow they brought their positions with saccharine and trustAnd the world was asleep to our latent fussSighing the swirls of the streets like the crest of the sunThe Beaulieu brothers in our wings had borneFlashing teeth of brass, standing tall in the darkOh, we were gone, hanging out with your 12 menWe were so turned on by your lack of conclusionsWell, I was stoned and he was whackedSo he could scream and still relaxOf the deep above that we frightened the small children awayAnd our talk was old and dust would flow through our veinsAnd know it was midnight back at the kitchen doorLike the grim face on the cathedral floorThe silent book we wrote could not be found todayWe're stuck in time for the Moonboys, the Beaulieu brothersWith our backs on the arch, well, the devil may be hereBut we can't take the mountainOh, we were gone, real cruel traitorsWe were so turned on, you thought we were fakersOh, we were gone, real cruel traitorsNow the tress is hung, the ticket pawnedThe factomax had put the factorsMelted down, woven on the edging of my pillowAnd my brother lays upon the rocksHe could be dead, he could be not, he could be youHe's chameleon, Corinthian, comedian and caricatureShooting up high in the sky, the Beaulieu brothersIn the fever and the bed, the Beaulieu brothersIn the blessed and cold, in the crush-hungry darkWas where we laid our markOh, we were gone, kings of oblivionWe were so turned on, in the mad world pavilionLay me place and bake me pieI'm starving for me gravyLeave my shoes outdoor unlockedI might just slip awayHey, just for the dayPlease come awayJust for the dayPlease come awayPlease come awayAway, away, awayAway, just for the dayAlwaysCome awayAwayAwayAlwaysAwayJust for the dayAway, awayAway, away