Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Clock out at five to nine Selling pop to the assembly line Neon blue says No Loitering The cash register starts to ring I’m bored of them, I’m bored of you I’m looking for something new [Pre-Chorus] Crumpled flyers on the floor Slipping through the alley door Wet pavement, silver light We own the static tonight [Chorus] Take me to the warehouse floor I don't need the suburban war Glitter on my leather sleeves Finally, a girl believes In the rhythm, in the beat Dancing on the concrete heat [Post-Chorus] Oh, the 707 kicks Analog and neon tricks Oh, the 707 kicks Analog and neon tricks [Verse] Station wagons in the drive People barely half alive Tupperware and picket fence None of it makes any sense I’ve got glitter in my hair I’ve got secrets I won’t share [Pre-Chorus] Wet pavement, silver light We own the static tonight Slipping through the alley door I don't want to work no more [Chorus] Take me to the warehouse floor I don't need the suburban war Glitter on my leather sleeves Finally, a girl believes In the rhythm, in the beat Dancing on the concrete heat [Breakdown] Spiky guitar, baritone strings Hear how the spirit sings Fairlight hooks in the air We’re going anywhere [Bridge] We are the kids of magnetic tape Planning our technicolor escape The Moog is humming in my bones Lost in the frequency zones No more suburbs, no more malls Listen when the underground calls [Chorus] Take me to the warehouse floor I don't need the suburban war Glitter on my leather sleeves Finally, a girl believes In the rhythm, in the beat Dancing on the concrete heat [Hook] Analog heart Static and spark Analog heart Static and spark Analog heart Static and spark [Outro]
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