Mannequin Republic Lyrics - At The Drive In

They'd call it a wasteland 

Auslander plates 

You know its armor was human 

Drove stakes into the main camps 

Eyesockets sank into 

The back of its head again 

This frequency was jet lagged 

Yes the wrinkles mate 

Was the owner's manual 

Frequent flyers in denial 

And all the while 

Emergency is evident 

Revenants were the statues 

Radar learning of huddles masses 

Sutured all the patience 

Of this nursing home 

Emitted from the pages 

Of this burial ground 

Labor concentrated 

In this sheepless chapel 

They call it a wasteland