CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Thin Thing
Down the rabbit hole
We go
As the flames grow higher
For the unbelievers
Making mushrooms out of men
‘Til we all turn back again
To a face of solid gold
Solid gold
Sycophantic fawners
In double quick-time
The beginning at the end
‘Til we all turn back again
First she'll tug your fingers off
And then she'll pull your toes
And then she'll take the photos
From your phone
Echo doesn’t hear us
Anymore
Hanging on a cloth edge
By his finger
Making mushrooms out of men
That’s okay I guess if you like this kind of
Kind of thing
Kind of thing, thing, thing, thing, thing
This kind of mushroom
This kind of ripple
This kind of ripple
This kind of thing, thing, thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing
We go
As the flames grow higher
For the unbelievers
Making mushrooms out of men
‘Til we all turn back again
To a face of solid gold
Solid gold
Sycophantic fawners
In double quick-time
The beginning at the end
‘Til we all turn back again
First she'll tug your fingers off
And then she'll pull your toes
And then she'll take the photos
From your phone
Echo doesn’t hear us
Anymore
Hanging on a cloth edge
By his finger
Making mushrooms out of men
That’s okay I guess if you like this kind of
Kind of thing
Kind of thing, thing, thing, thing, thing
This kind of mushroom
This kind of ripple
This kind of ripple
This kind of thing, thing, thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing, thing
This kind of thing, thing
