We hidenAs sidelocks crawl diseasednEver shopping, hopping free asnThe engines humnThe suns are a breezenWe rise, into skies punctured with stonesnShe steals us through a dark that's bushnA (?), he's one of oursnnAs they sleepnTheir city's awake and wirednTheir city's awake and wirednWe're raking inside, achingnThe stakes are ready to take me for a ridennTheir city's awake and wirednTheir city's awake and wirednWe're raking inside, achingnThe stakes are ready to take me for a ridennAm I (?)nFind it thick enough to drivenMarianne, last touch, 5:45nThe highway's already alivenWith the khakis teaming with caffeinenTo coax the curse across the screennThe nervous tick-tocking machinennAs they sleepnTheir city's awake and wirednTheir city's awake and wirednWe're raking inside, achingnThe stakes are waiting to take me for a ridennTheir city's awake and wirednTheir city's awake and wirednWe're raking inside, achingnThe stakes are waiting to take me for a ridennUh uh uh uh, all the lights go greennLord Legless and my sacred rose queennUh uh uh uh oh, my Marianne, tell your old mannUh uh uh uh oh, my Marianne, tell your old mannWe're nothing seriousnnFrom lower heights to sea cliff estatesnSped past the finestnYou gave no chasenWe're product hasten(Their city)nOf mission griefsn(Their city)nShe'll freeze our tits offn(This city's awake)nOr bake her beatsn(Their city's awake, rolled back to pose)nYou're a roll of smoken(You killed the beams)nI nearly spoken(Marianne)nI'm half his agen(I'm half the man)nTell your old mannWe're nothing seriousnnTheir city's awake and wirednTheir city's awake and wirednWe're raking inside, achingnThe stakes are waiting to take me for a ride