Exploding international
The scenes, the sounds
And famously the feeling
That you cant squeeze round
While tearing off another page
Of loose change
Outrage
Its another perfect day
Until the night shows
Exploding international
The wind did howl
The sky above was thick with rings of smoke
And clouds
And hanging on the bleeding end
Of conscious
Whos this?
Was there anything I missed
As far as you know?
Was it all for swinging you around?
Exploding international
The sun, the sights
The moments you are viewing
Through a beam of light
Propel you through the golden age
We crash-land the first page
On a crumbling world stage
Into the front rows
All for swinging you around
And off your feet
All the love you found
Spinning round
Were twisting incognito
With no time, cant talk
Cant tell if this is fantasy
Or culture shock
Or remnants of a golden age
Thats near mint unplayed
Or a welcome overstayed
Beneath the lightshow
All for swinging you around