Sarah settle down,
Keep your helmet on
Walk through streets of gold

With cigarettes you hand rolled
I don't know you
And i don't owe you a thing


But i smile so hard it hurts
And just when things get worse

You say you've woken from a dream
Abandoned by your mother
Oh could this be?


Satan, settle down!
Keep your trousers on

You can warm the globe,
But leave my wretched soul alone
I don't know you!

And i don't owe you a thing

But the children lose their minds

In such uncertain times
I am awoke from a dream
Surrounded by my lovers

Oh, woe is me!

And a hundred thousand times a day

The yellow lights turn red
And a hundred thousand miles away
I'm turnin' myself in

Oh christ, i am!

The children lose their minds

In such uncertain times