[Verse 1]
Picture yourself as you lean on the port rail
Tossing away your last cigarette
Picture your finger pushing the doorbell
Picture the skull and crossbones on the doormat

[Verse 2]
Picture yourself on the streets of Laredo
Picture the casbah, picture Japan
Picture your kid with his hand on the trigger
Picture prosthetics in Afghanistan

[Break]
Hey, picture that

[Verse 3]
Picture a courthouse with no fucking laws
Picture a cathouse with no fucking whores
Picture a shithouse with no fucking drains
Picture a leader with no fucking brains

[Refrain]
No fucking brains, no fucking brains
No fucking brains, no fucking brains
No fucking brains, no fucking brains
No fucking brains, no fucking brains
[Bridge 1]
Follow me filming myself at the show
On a phone from a sеat in the very front row
Follow Miss Universе catching some rays
"Wish You Were Here" in Guantanamo Bay

[Verse 4]
Picture a seat on a private plane
Picture your feet nailed to the floor
Picture a crew who are clearly insane
Picture no windows, picture no doors

[Hook]
Glued to a screen in the state of Nevada
To follow the dream gets harder and harder

[Verse 5]
Picture her wrapping a gift for the wedding
Picture her some boiling the water for tea
Picture the kids climbing into the backseat
Picture my hand turning the key

[Break]
Yeah, picture that

[Verse 6]
Picture the dog in the pickup ahead
Picture the tree at the side of the road
Picture my hands growing steadily colder
[Refrain]
Colder, colder
Colder, colder
Colder, colder
Colder, colder

[Bridge 2]
Follow me down to a place by the river
Sold for my kidneys, sold for my liver
Why so weedy, so fucking needy
There’s no such thing as being too greedy

[Guitar Solo]

[Instrumental Outro]