Snow leopards hide amongst her hills,
 The bong billows clouds up to the ceiling
 Fresh stars day-glo in the night.
 Mai-Tais at the bar, she only sees charlie at weekends,
 The cocktail monkeys are climbing, a tower is chiming, faraway.
 Micha is smiling back in Tiki 4
 Back in Tiki 4.

 One eye is all that is needed to be king of all he surveys,
 Grandmaster, apprentice of architects
 Design curves where others leave trails
 It's freaking you out as you search for the lock on the door
 Pillars of smoke are guiding you back to the floor
 Back to Tiki 4
 Tiki 4
 Tiki 4

 And the darkness zips up the city like a body bag
 The good citizens are lying asleep in their beds dreaming of the day ahead
 Meanwhile we're back in Tiki 4.
 Tiki 4
 Tiki 4
 Back in Tiki 4

 Renee is curled up on the sofa
 Judy scratches away at her scars
 Loud lines that were only a whisper
 Too weak for the angels to hear
 But she's proud, she got the respect of her mother
 She didn't waver, straight down the lines and out of sight
 Judy woke up in Tiki 4
 Back in Tiki 4

 And the darkness zips up the city just like a body bag
 The good citizens are lying asleep in their beds dreaming of the day ahead
 Meanwhile we're back in Tiki 4.
 Tiki 4
 Back in Tiki 4
 Writing graffiti on the moon
 Graffiti on the moon
 Writing graffiti on the moon