Carpet Crawlers (Live In Manchester)

The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor

For my second sight of people, eve more lifeblood than before

They're moving in time through a heavy wooden door

Where the needle's eye is winking closing on the poor

The carpet crawlers heed their callers

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in to get out

There's only one direction in faces that I see

It's upwards to that ceiling where the chamber's said to be

Light a forrest, fight for sunlight takes root in every tree

They pull out by the magnet, believing they're free

The carpet crawlers heed their callers

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in, in to get out

Mild-mannered Superman are held in Kryptonite

And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright

And through the door a harvest feast is lit by candlelight

It's the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight

And the carpet crawlers heed their callers

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in, in to get out

The porcelain mannequin with shattered skin fears attack

And eager pack lift up their pitchers, they carry all they lack

The liquid has congealed, it just seeped out through the cracks

And the tickler takes his stickleback-back-back-back-back

And the carpet crawlers heed their callers

Oh, we've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

Yes, we've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in to get out

We've gotta get in to get out

We've gotta get in to get out

We've gotta get in to get out

We've gotta get in to get out

We've gotta get in to get out

Get in, get out, get in, get out

Got to get in to get out, get out

And the carpet crawlers heed their callers

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in to get out, ah, oh

We've gotta get in, in to get out

We've got to get in, we've got to get