Tarantula on a Texas playground In your hand was gentle Panama, the bright white sand, and the ocean We get so sentimental And it grows in waves like sea foam Life was crammed in our heads Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Golden frogs we caught in the jungle's edges Just before extinction We moved away and we lived on air-force bases Saw the runway blinking It grows in waves like sea foam Life was crammed in our heads Ooh, the stories we tell Ooh, like God cast a spell Ooh, on your magic life Ooh, and this is what it feels like From 405 to 411, you see the sky You see the Sun, it's you and I Tarantula on a Texas playground What is transcendental? And this is what it feels like Ooh, the stories we tell Ooh, like God cast a spell Ooh, on your magic life Ooh, and this is what it feels like Ooh, the stories you tell Ooh, like God cast a spell Ooh, on your magic life And this is what it feels like