Hideout High

Well he's loose and he's hard
And from the whites of his eyes
You can tell he's a liar
And when he comes down
He bombs around
And burns like a fire

He takes the bus into town
And leaves it two points down
And with the old man
He conspires
And they mix up the plans
With barbed wire and sand
'Til the old voice draws him higher

He's selling secrets to the wrong side
Diefenbunker's blown sky high
Hideout high

Hanging with the lo-fi scrappers
That grew up to be tractors
Screaming "mellow my mind!"
'Til the dog-eared raptors
And young minetrappers
Put Zambonis into drive

And zeppelin repellents
Used by professors and felons
But you can't justify
Burning through a million faces
And running the bases
On someone else's dime

He's selling secrets to the wrong side
Diefenbunker's blown sky high
Hideout
Hideout
Hideout



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Writer(s): Russell Holley
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