IPECAC Jay Farrar/Son Volt Happy hair with fashion eyes, climbed up the ivory tower Just forgot, what the game was for (x2) Sing the streets of silence, we have to fight the way From the bone, cook up the monring glue (x2) CHORUS Find a way to make it work, leave old bags behind This ride is a scream, happy hour turns hearts to dust Watch out for love like ipecac a strage brew were looking at Watch out for love like ipecac Great buildings of majesty made by the rat race whore Backed by, the graves of the laborors toil (x2) Repeat Chorus