[Verse 1]
So you got this place you go
It's just a trip before the fall
It’s way, way past the fevered pitch
But just a spit from the wrecking ball
Wrecking ball

[Verse 2]
You said you woke up this morning
Said you woke up under a curse
Yeah, I've heard the blues are bad
But this is something worse
And the ambulance driver
Well, he tips his hat and stares
And asks you in a grave voice
"Honey, can I take you anywhere?"

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, the thing we cannot speak of
But the secret we all know
This blister soul
Whoa, oh, this blister soul
Oh, whoa, this blister soul

[Verse 3]
There's a smaller place we go
It’s where there's hardly any sound
You know, it's where the deals, they've all gone south, so to speak
And the house of cards goes
And the damage is costly
It's well beyond all dollars and sense
You can't measure it with graph or chart
Or any instrument
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, the thing we cannot speak of
But the secret we all know
Oh, this blister soul
Whoa, oh, this blister soul
Oh, whoa, this blister soul, yeah

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 4]
Yeah, up from the trumpet blast
Won't you hear Kevin's drums?
Yeah, from once upon a time
To the sweet kingdom come
And the thing that’s yours for free
Well, that’s the thing I need the most
Oh
Stifles every boast

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, the thing we cannot speak
But the secret we all know
Oh, this blister soul
Whoa, oh, this blister soul
Oh, whoa, this blister soul, yeah
[Outro]
Oh, this blister soul
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Blister soul, oh
Blister soul
Hey!

[Spoken Outro]
Thanks a lot. Thanks for being part of this. We're gonna tune the spaghetti that we’ve strung our guitars with tonight.