Mannequin Republic Lyrics & Chords By At The Drive-in

They'd call it a wasteland
Auslander plates, you know its armor was human
Drove stakes into the main camps
Eye sockets sank to the back of its head again
This frequency was jet lagged
Yes the wrinkles mate with the owner's manual
With the owner's manual

Frequent flyers in denial
And all the while, emergency is evident
Revenants were the statues
Radar learning of huddled masses

Sutured all the patients of this nursing home
Omitted from the pages of this burial ground
Sutured all the patients of this nursing home
Omitted from the pages of this burial ground

Labor concentrated in this sheepless chapel
Labor concentrated in this sheepless chapel

They call it a wasteland
They call it a wasteland, baby
They call it a wasteland
They call it a wasteland, baby
They call it a, they call it a
They call it a, they call it a

Sutured all the patients of this nursing home
Omitted from the pages of this burial ground
Sutured all the patients of this nursing home
Omitted from the pages of this burial ground