Everybody get up Everybody get out It's time to Wade the bodies in waves Make the most of your day And climb through Those crowded stairwells And vapor trails of Ideas from the silver screen You slide to angle Through the tangle Of the dayful, painful scene
So, run the power lines To electric times By no surprise we find Flawed rules cruise cruel misaligns It's fine, alright If there's no warning who we are now We can only hope to say That the tracks you make aren't the ones you hate When you come back changed
Good day, goodnight I want it, too!
Buckle down for the season Hoping for good reason
Good day, goodnight I want it, too! Cruel misaligns I'm coming through! 'Cause I want it, too! I want it, too!
