Trip around in the desert city, trip around on the sun
Take a trip in the dead man’s city, trip around on the sun
Chaos and the masses
Hoi polloi and the classes
Folk and the common people
Give me anesthesia in a vigilante city
Where the degenerate and the outlaw go
Got an icky feeling but it ain’t self-pity
Think I’m gonna panic so come on let’s go
Don’t push me (it’s not a demonstration)
Don’t push me (it’s not a demonstration)
Don’t push me (it’s just a demonstration)
Don’t push me
Give me anes