This town knows of no deeper need

On our hands and knees

We crawl about our business business business business business



I get shunted forward and backward and forward

I'm a sucker for it



Time robs us of fire and pride

Eats away at your insides

Christianity with no heaven to work for



I'm not this war's first casualty

It's time I brought you up to speed

Consider this our first contact

I AM AMONG YOU

I AM THE ALIEN



(as Hazel and his Soul-Kate would've had it)

Sick of calling and not being heard

Sick of crawling

Me and my bunny girl

We'll fill the car with stolen wine

Reach for the stars and lead leopardprint lives



Angels and saints preserve themselves

The one thing left to do is get the hell out of here while we can

Reach for the stars

Make it happen.