Jim Guthrie - Shape of Things lyrics

I wish they'd put up every street for sale It wouldn't be all that hard I think they'd sell quite well And change all the plastic into wood Burn all our cash Yeah, that would be good! Watch out Cause nothing is ever as it seems To find the bell that always rings It's in the shape of things And make the time To find a world That i've denied myself for years And hug my stone In the graveyard Ahhhhhhh Just take it Fake it left Deke out the guard