We arrived right on time

We arrived right on time
We arrived right on time
Right on time

Oh, a punch drunk fella wears a crown of thorns
An angel met under closed off fort
And April 6th can never be brought
And a handsome fella can never be caught

Got to find a road where they really can scope
With a simmered sun and a hard sailing boat
And they just take, take a vampire's throat
We run and we pack, we run all night long

Broken jeans, it's a ghetto, a mosaic of molten steel
We arrived right on time
We arrived right on time
Right on time
C'mon
Broken jeans, it's a ghetto, a mosaic of molten steel
We arrived right on time
We arrived right on time
Right on time