Elysian Fields Escape From New York
They say change is good, change is good
Bleaching the cracks of the neighborhood
Tiny stages crumble, just to feed the trough
No one's making trouble, sSo where is the trade-off
I'm waving the smelling salts
This is your wake up call
Won't you come to mack
Won't you come to
Shadows climb up the wall as they're born
Competing for a flattering form
Who's superior, eerier, eerier
Who's superior, eerier, eerier
The numbers climb with the crane
And every space filled to the brim
When every view becomes the same
A window out or a window in
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Can't tear down their scenery
Blocking everything I believe in
Make your getaway while you still can
Do not be afraid of distant lands
Make your getaway while you still can
You know glass turns back to sand
There is no edge, no frontier
That has not been dredged, we're our worst fear
Plane-safe your phones, beware the drones
As they send in the clones, send in the clones
Mute their sound, cackling and cacking
Pound for pound, fracturing and fracking
I see, I see, see an empire
With no fireflies
No honeybees
No spring-fed wells
No maple trees
No icebergs
No eagles
Just beetles
Can't tear down their scenery
Blocking everything I believe in
Make your getaway while you still can
Do not be afraid of distant lands
Make your getaway while you still can
You know glass turns back to sand
Here's an oar, here's a boat
Sail away through this moat
Under, underground
Under