I'm to Tokyo Cuz I'm tired of San Francisco My contracts are finally void And am getting out On houses and building tops I swallow the beams and If my echos could reach your ears Then I save my calls What happens when I'm above The East River you are in love We're staring at all these lights And I going blind
Fill all of the navy yards With hard working security guards Cuz the numbers are wearing My plastic access cards How can I begin to say I better off when we stay Paris on 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