Neil Cicierega
Abraham Lincoln’s Head

[Interlude]
Two, three, four

[Verse]
I've been having nightmares every single night
Of vintage theatergoers screaming out in fright
And tall iconic head gear descending to the floor
I tell you Mister Therapist, I can't take it no more

[Chorus]
Every night I'm flying
Every night I'm lead
In the back of Abraham Lincoln's head