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