[Verse 1] If you wander down when the day turns gold Past the moss and the winding track There’s a little ring where the grass grows flat And the ferns lean over your back Tiny cups of clover tea Buttons laid out in a crooked line Someone’s left a ribbon in the mud And a paw print pressed beside [Chorus] Hush now The teddy bears are dancing Round and round till the fireflies glow Soft paws tapping in the fallen leaves Spinning where the wild things grow Hush now The teddy bears are laughing Sharing all their secret tricks If you close your eyes and you hold your breath You might just see them in the sticks (oh) [Verse 2] Crumbs on a log and a tilted hat Checkered cloth on a twisted root There’s a crown of daisies on a stump Next to half a honeyed fruit They’ll be chasing shadows through the pines Trading pebbles like they’re precious stones Till the sky spills silver through the branches And it’s time to hurry home [Chorus] Hush now The teddy bears are dancing Round and round till the fireflies glow Soft paws tapping in the fallen leaves Spinning where the wild things grow Hush now The teddy bears are whispering Packing up their final tricks If you turn away and you count to ten They’ll vanish back into the sticks (hey) VERSE 3 Me and Marcus built that S-10 From a shell behind the grain, Straight-piped 350, primer spots, Ran it down County Road 12 in the rain. Had my gold chain, had my crew, Had respect we couldn't buy— Diesel fumes and burnt rubber smoke, Dancing in the kitchen Friday night. CHORUS We burn rubber for the real ones, Leave the snakes out in the dust, Jealous hearts can't touch this crew, Yeah, in us we trust. We burn rubber for the real ones, When survival's all you got, Cold and hungry, fierce and ready— We don't stop, we don't stop. VERSE 4 Marcus got a little money, Started looking at the city lights, Wanted fame and wanted jewelry, Said the family life was holding him tight. Turned his back at quarter-mile, Said my name was bad for his climb, But I kept that S-10 running clean, Left him burning in the dust that time. VERSE 5 Built a crew from the scraps around, Women, men who knew the code, Real ones come up through the struggle, Dancing when the money don't flow. October frost on the windshield, Silos echo every rev, We ain't rich but we ain't broken, Survival's just respect. BRIDGE Teddy bears at dusk, we gather, Beneath the trees where nobody sees, We don't need the ones who scatter, Just the ones who stay with me. FINAL CHORUS We burn rubber for the real ones, Leave the snakes out in the dust, Jealous hearts can't touch this crew, Yeah, in us we trust. We burn rubber for the real ones, When survival's all you got, Cold and hungry, fierce and happy— Yeah, we don't stop. OUTRO Straight-piped 350, Real ones in the pit, Dancing in the kitchen, We ain't done with it.