Red colonial houses
lining all the snow-white streets.
Working out all our problems
there in the back of the house
where the ghosts all sleep.
I know it's impossible
but you should try to shake it off.

With that shot to the chest, boy.
I know you mean it,
you mean it,
you mean it,
you mean it.
Defining the problems here
it's the threat at home
of regret at home.

I know it's impossible,
but you should try to shake it off.
And if you really want to shake it off
You're gonna re-arrange us.
Just stop and shake it off.
You're gonna re-arrange, re-arrange,
re-arrange, re-arrange,
re-arrange, re-arrange us.

You were turning in anger.
She's staring at the back twin trees
(you've got a fury for the smallest things.
you've got to bury it in your head.)
kicking back all the fury there
to the part of your head
where it can live and seethe.
I know it's impossible,
but you should try to shake it off.

With that shot to the chest, boy.
I know you mean it,
you mean it,
you mean it,
you mean it.
Now I know what's inside you.
I know I don't want you.
I know I don't want you.
(staring at the back, twin trees
while you're spinning your anger red.)

I know it's impossible,
but you should try to shake it off.
And if you really want her shake it off,
you've gotta re-arrange us.
Just stop and shake it off.
You've gotta re-arrange, re-arrange
re-arrange, re-arrange,
re-arrange, re-arrange us.
Re-arrange us.
oooh.

Love loud, don't lose loud.
Re-arrange us.
You're the re-arranger.