Eat out if you want
The same old restaurants
Some go blind I’ve got
Something else on my mind

Belong to nothingness
Cigarette ashes contract
A world out of step
What’s left kept in check

The plan you discover
Was decades under smother
You watch and learn
You crash and burn

Back in the 80s
They brokered the rules
Then in the 90s
It started to lose

We are the spellcatchers
Rising up to meet you
Oh oh
We are the spellcatchers
We won’t be glad to see you

A set disaster
They don’t care what you’re after
A nonce, A trender
Gentlemen start your benders

Friends with death
Expecting more or less
We get what we covet
Our attitude is suspect

Retrocausality
Burned the teenage out of me
The sarcastic shots
We catered to the have nots

Back in the 60s
They don’t suffer fools
Then in the 70s
They fell in love with cool

We are the spellcatchers
Rising up to meet you
Oh oh
We are the spellcatchers
We won’t be glad to see you