Wake up, get ready

Wake up, get ready

What a wonderful trip's ahead

Well, wake up, get ready

Wake up, get ready

Such a wonderful trip's ahead.

We get dressed as ghosts

With sheets taken from the bed

Inside our socks we hide travelers' checks

We are tourists of the dead.

So let's pack up

Let's go.

So let's pack up

Let's go

Let's pack up

Let's go.

Let's go.

There was this tortoise, its shell was covered with jewels

And had been since time began

It knew the world through all its histories

And the universe and its mysteries

One day it came across a man

The two were talking

The tortoise offered to tell him

About the future and how the universe ran

Oh, the man killed the tortoise, took his shell

And with a song on his lips walked off again.

So let's walk off

Let's go

So let's walk off

Let's go

So let's walk off

Let's go

So let's walk off

Let's go.

Pack a lunch wander 'round

Toss the map on the ground

It isn't accurate anyways

We've been getting away

We've been getting away

We are strangers to ourselves

We sneak out

Drip by drip

Through paper cuts on our hands

Day after day

Nothing's quite the same

We are tourists in our own heads.

So let's walk on

Let's go

Let's walk on

Let's go

Let's walk on (I think I feel ready to go)

Let's go

Let's walk on

Let's go

(I think I feel ready to go)

(I think I feel ready to go)