Neon National Park

There's a television on in the basement where the beasts are Chained to the wall, there's a fistfight in the hall Where the beasts all dance to songs made from listing There's a backbone in a proportion The majority lack one, but its not about backbones this time around Maybe one chance, I don't know I keep on counting down, I keep on getting to zero Dragging ourselves over the canyon Blank stares three thousand miles wide One by one we gently fall upon The jagged edge of history, we're on the edge of history One, two, three, R.A.B.I.D. beastly invertebrates we be This is a problem, you know you know the same It took a while to connect, swallowed, transformed, and caged Showcased celebrities or suburban families We have no means to save ourselves today Maybe one chance, I don't know I keep on counting down, I keep on getting to zero Dragging ourselves over the canyon Blank stares three thousand miles wide One by one we gently fall upon The jagged edge of history, we're on the edge of history We're on the edge of Dragging ourselves over the canyon (At least I'm not alone) Blank stares three thousand miles wide (Where do we go? Where do we go? Where do we go?) One by one we gently fall upon The jagged edge of history, we're on the edge of history We're on the edge of