This is an age polluted and vague
A city lost and thrown to hell
Where love and lies coincide

And we reach for the phone to call any self help hotline
Hello? Is anyone there?
The Lines are flooded/ and I cant get through
Lets get this started

You have your hands on the prize
And baby that’s just fine
We have you right where we want you
Come out with your hands held high

We all know that you have heard it all before
Never talk to strangers, or have them walk you home
keep your eyes on the snake in the orchard
Let the children play on its head as it moves closer

Take a look at the man standing alone
Staring down at the water so precariously with his necktie dancing, its dancing in the breeze/ dancing

Pull him to safety

We became alive/ for the very first time

This is the last time that I’ll be calling in/ Operator this is the last time



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