Oysters don't bend
Light does not write
Every day can't be
Happy new year

Who said you could
Who said you should

Two fingers always point to
Another direction
None maintain
Real connection

Who said you could
Who said you should

Oh
When it's ripe it will fall
In the palm of your hand
Quit your crying about it
The lighthouse
Does not shine for you

Oh
When it's ripe it will fall
Right on top of your head
Quit your crying about it
The lighthouse
Does not shine for you

Everything will be used against you
In this court of whores
Everything is used against you
In this pen of hogs
Everything will be used against you
In this court of whores
Everything is used against you
In this pen of hogs

Everyone winds up
At the same place in the end
In that box
With letters left to send

Who said you could
Who said you should

Oh
When it's ripe it will fall
In the palm of your hand
Quit your crying about it
The lighthouse
Does not shine for you

Oh
When it's ripe it will fall
Right on top of your head
Quit your crying about it
The lighthouse
Does not shine for you