I’m moving to Tokyo Cuz I’m tired of San Francisco My contracts are finally void And I am getting out On houses and building tops I swallow the beams and sun drops If my echos can reach your ears Then I could save my calls What happens when I’m above The east river when you are in love We’re staring at all these lights And I am going blind
Fill all of the navy yards With hard working security guards Cuz the numbers are wearing off My plastic access cards How can I begin to say I feel better off when we stay In Paris on winter nights Beneath the snowy veil Content like a panda bear Still breathing the fresh mountain air I’ll put on a diving tank And sing when I inhale