You'll need some kind of saint
To pull those impure thoughts right out of your head
Love that poor complexity
You wouldn't want it any other way

Climbing on, climbing aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Climbing on, climbing aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Climbing on, climbing aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Climbing on, climbing aboard
Giving it a little bit more

A little bit...

Trust me and you'll discern
De-fibrillated hearts with every pulse
We march on to file in
The backwards circle right above our heads

Climbing on, climbing aboard
Giving it a little bit more
Climbing on, climbing aboard
Giving it a little bit more