Escape From New York-Elysian Fields
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
So 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
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 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
Sail away through this moat
Underground
Underground
Underground