The city is an ashtray
I can't help myself
Go there and back but don't wait
If they say they're comin around
You'll never win me over
But I hope you try it out
In and out of a coma
Get high then come back down
The city is a blank frame
Fill it up like another round
Can you see the future?
All I got is here and now
On television
Everything is a holy cow
If the spirit goes missing
Run the body into the ground
The city is a bubble
It's about to pop
Every time it gets going
Well then it totally stops
Missed connection - human race
Lost horizon - time and space
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