Texty:
The Get Up Kids Send Us A Saint

to eat and a habit Saw a business man, suit and tie He bought up his happiness Still has a hole inside Taking pills for all of his guilt and loneliness Send us a saint

and touch us [Chorus x2] [Mantra:] The stigma of a flower, pistol in a hair piece A static symbol of a mind, that impeach The legacy on the mound,