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