Sick as the sickest only can be Armies of crazy crawling' all over me Shaky at best is the ground where I stand A frozen moment I just don't understand Bats, in the belfry Bats, in the be...

Sick as the sickest only can be...Shaky at best is the ground where I stan...Bats, in the belfry ...Bats, in the belfry ...Open up the window got bats in the belfry ...Bats, in the belfry ...Bats, in the belfry ...Quakin' beneath me, the ground that I own ...Bats, in the belfry ...Bats, in the belfry ...c'mon.......Got bats in the belfry ...Hold on.....rats on the way ...c'mon.......Got bats in the belfry ...Open up the window ...Bats in the belfry

Could be the tropic heat ...eone book me a room in the hot haciendo with a... long there's a man in my brain incessentl...There's bats in my belfry. ...Yes, there's bats in my belfry. ...Could be the wine I drink ...Or it's the way I think, ...omeone get me a bed in the "Casa de Loco" for

There's hassle in the castle ...Trouble in paradise ...And tucked in their beds ...To hit them in the heads ...The bells of St. Clemen...Bats in the belfry ...Striking the chimes ...The bells of St. Clemen...Follow the beat ...omething to believe in ...The bells of St. Clemen

Before you close the blinds ...Look at the blue Los Angeles sk...Breathe in the palm trees floating...The ground we opened up...And it fell in ...In place ...Just in cases ...all their innocence in flavor ...Soaked in the finest herbs we won...The ceiling fan begins ...Bats in the belfry ...And the blender ...When you're on the rocks ...ens up and you fall in ...In place ...Just in cases ...When you're on the run

The teasing torture whe...When the bats in your belfry won't let you sleep...Yet it's in all of us; catch me...The seed of madness, the seed of madness ...It's in your body - a genet...Into the abyss between love ...up high and breathe in hope ...ourself dangling on the end of a rope ...In the midnight hour when ...re those voices are in your dreams ...With a knife in her back and blood

get eatten off the web ...we must rip out all the epilogues ...from the books that we have ...and to the face of every crimi...we must take all of the medicine ...set fire to the preacher ...and in the ear of every anarch...just like the setting sun ...its return to the lonesome ocean ... they splashed into the deep blue sea ...we must blend into the choir ...sing a static with the whole ...and in this endless race f...we must hang up in the belfry ...where the bats and moonlight laugh...and only see the past ...and into the caverns of tomorrow...way down to the very bottom of ever...the whole world's wakin