Hey Brother

Somehow it seems your secret's well protected And the ghost under your bed so far away Promises you won't keep and friends rejected Another stepping stone you're using on your way Now, brother, for the fun you had The Devil's coming and his mood is bad So, say your prayers your soul to save His tiptap shoes they will dance on your grave Just to keep the future from the unexpected You flip another coin down in the wishing well Another night you spend with puppets disconnected If nothing else, at least you have your soul to sell Hey, brother, keep senses clear A crash is closer than it appears Fame is a drug, better use it well You look for heaven, but end up in hell Let me tell you about a man I know Deep in jungle of New Mexico In the smoke he got his vision clear Until the day he died and disappeared Now where he's gone no one can ever tell Another coin down in the wishing well Under the influence, defenses down You know what goes around comes around Get Down, get down, burning the bridges You won't see me 'round no more (oh, yeah) Get down, get down on burning the bridges You won't see me 'round no more (g-g-get down, get down) Now, brother, for the fun you had (get down, get down on burning the bridges) The Devil's coming and his mood is bad So, say your prayers your soul to save (get down, g-g-get down on burning the bridges, yeah) His tiptap shoes they will, dance on your grave