Miracle workers of the world unite
My gold fillings and my new life
Big mouth, a new coat of paint
Stupid grin, the teeth of a saint
He says,
"Burn your wings, burn your wings
You don't need these goddamn things
Burn your wings, burn your wings
Lean back and let 'em fall"
Miracle workers of the world unite
My gold fillings and my new life
Big mouth, a new coat of paint
Stupid grin, the teeth of a saint
He says,
"Burn your wings, burn your wings
You don't need these goddamn things
Burn your wings, burn your wings
Lean back and let 'em fall" (x4)
My gold fillings and my new life