Lyrics The Electric Soft Parade

The Electric Soft Parade

The Wrongest Thing In Town

Lock the door and keep the key

Your broken language could never sway me

You must be invisible

You must be on your knees

Pick emotions from a tree

There are places that I'd rather be

I don't need broken theories

Don't need out of line beginnings

In time

Running through the finish line

I'm not the only one who can help

I'm down

With the wrongest thing in town

But I won't end up by myself

Twenty-five and wide awake

One good reason to have what it takes

I can settle on this flight

To winter in the summertime

Lock the door and keep the key

There are places that I'd rather be

You must be invisible

You must be on your kness

In time

Running through the finish line

I'm not the only one who can help

I'm down

With the wrongest thing in town

But I won't end up by myself