Oh...

Fuck the ancient ways

They are heretofore

Show no claim.

Oh...

Got the time, won't seek

They are oh still coming to beat the street

(At the station)

The city feeds us all like babes

And we've taken a bow (at the station)

Oh...

Shape the fight of sound

Become beautifully bound

To pound.

Oh...

Fuck the ancient ways

They are ringing doorbells that let in my waste

(At the station)

The city needs us and all our rage

And surprise in your eyes (at the station)

What we need, this empire grows

Every stage we'll find (at the station)

To be beaten by the weight of it

They are to be beaten by the weight (at the station)

Come in people and enjoy the glow

Every change we allow (at the station)

The city sees us all like babes

And we've taken a bow (at the station)

To be beaten by the weight of it

They are beaten by the weight (at the station)

Should we seek them for the sake of it?

Nay, we greet them right away.