Heard through nerd's ears, I’m doing fine
And you're building a bomb shelter, well, I know your type
While up on the hill Billy kick-starts the bike
And the sound travels down through the valley of the blind
Yes, the sound travels down through the valley of the blind

And it should've just been a drag but the husband died
Now the publishers of the rag need the proof, or so they cried
And the sound travels down through the valley of the blind
Yes, the sound travels down through the valley of the blind

It’s a paradise for one
It's a paradise for two
It's a pair of bloody hands
That we use, and

God knows why this is where I love you
God knows why this is where I love you
This is where the grin of the river's mouth moves into view

Heard through nerd's ears, I'm doing fine
And you're building a bomb shelter, well, I know your type
While in the wellness aisle
They told me how the state controls my mind, and now
The sound travels down through the valley of the blind


God knows why, oh god knows why
This is where I love you
God knows why, oh god knows why
This is where you love me too