The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Alongside all hearts
As they finish with backdrop cities
As jagged teeth dig in deeper
Ripping new wounds
For former scars
Stricken with insomnia
Sickened lungs insist on heavy breathing
And the conductor is conducting
[conductor is conducting]
Electrical time signatures
And I fall into rhythm
[I fall into rhythm]
And my life is a rhythm
And my feet will improvise
[My feet off beat, my feet off beat]
As I sputter at the knee like a leaking faucet
You'll be undercover, under covers
Sleeping with the enemy
This is what I like to call internal espionage
[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other
Deserting halos to be
Handcuffed and hogtied with your words]]
On the search for girls
[Stricken with insomnia]
With milk carton father figures
My veins are pulsing
[Free form jazz]
To peninsula extremities
My fingertips
tip tip tip tap tap
Polyrhythms like nervous fragments from a nervous mouth
And these words set the cadence
[These words set the cadence]
To the crude interpretation of scripts and codes
Breeding pixels without homes
Reside in my mind, resonate in my eyes
You'll be undercover, under covers
Sleeping with the enemy
[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other]]
So affect this love affliction
Leave the injured overturned
Fight for beath with flailing arms
In vain, to float the bane
[[Leave the injured overturned
In vain]]
Tentative tastes for those less interesting
[[Stricken with insomnia
Veins are pulsing like form jazz
Fingertips tap tap]]
Leave the injured overturned
Fight for beath with flailing arms
In vain, to float the bane
[[Leave the injured overturned
In vain]]
You'll be undercover, under covers
Sleeping with the enemy
This is what I like to call internal espionage
[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other
Deserting halos to be
Handcuffed and hogtied with your words
This is what I like to call]]
[[[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other
Deserting halos to be
Handcuffed and hogtied with your words]]]]
As they finish with backdrop cities
As jagged teeth dig in deeper
Ripping new wounds
For former scars
Stricken with insomnia
Sickened lungs insist on heavy breathing
And the conductor is conducting
[conductor is conducting]
Electrical time signatures
And I fall into rhythm
[I fall into rhythm]
And my life is a rhythm
And my feet will improvise
[My feet off beat, my feet off beat]
As I sputter at the knee like a leaking faucet
You'll be undercover, under covers
Sleeping with the enemy
This is what I like to call internal espionage
[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other
Deserting halos to be
Handcuffed and hogtied with your words]]
On the search for girls
[Stricken with insomnia]
With milk carton father figures
My veins are pulsing
[Free form jazz]
To peninsula extremities
My fingertips
tip tip tip tap tap
Polyrhythms like nervous fragments from a nervous mouth
And these words set the cadence
[These words set the cadence]
To the crude interpretation of scripts and codes
Breeding pixels without homes
Reside in my mind, resonate in my eyes
You'll be undercover, under covers
Sleeping with the enemy
[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other]]
So affect this love affliction
Leave the injured overturned
Fight for beath with flailing arms
In vain, to float the bane
[[Leave the injured overturned
In vain]]
Tentative tastes for those less interesting
[[Stricken with insomnia
Veins are pulsing like form jazz
Fingertips tap tap]]
Leave the injured overturned
Fight for beath with flailing arms
In vain, to float the bane
[[Leave the injured overturned
In vain]]
You'll be undercover, under covers
Sleeping with the enemy
This is what I like to call internal espionage
[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other
Deserting halos to be
Handcuffed and hogtied with your words
This is what I like to call]]
[[[[Concrete coated gazes in hot pursuit of self-made mazes
Talking circles around each other
Deserting halos to be
Handcuffed and hogtied with your words]]]]
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