Lyrics: Panicburgh City

Take me out today, take me for a lap 'round the city
bus driver on your way
You gotta let me out of the city
Neighbour in your fancy clothes
You wear them like a small sensation
but when the clock says "night is away"
You burn your life for the next elevation

But all inspiration that I fould that you had
is now more like the opposite of living dead
so if isolation some day will go to my head
show me no pity, it's a holiday in Panicburgh City

Civil servant of today
pay your loans for your elegant living!
But maybe there is a better way
try to love your wife and see what it's giving!

Well, time isn't walking in the rhythm of yours
but who cares about it, brother we're on a course
if isolated mama can't get out of her door
show me no pity, it's a holiday in Panicburgh City

Clown in a plastic age,
hurry out of this big manic city
and go travel with the bus today
'cause I've seen the blue skies of this
wonderless living