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