Sun sets slow, leaves a sticky glaze in it's path Progress' pace is paralyzed They took an axe and whacked and hacked and chopped the town in half Cut it to size, revealing bluer skies ♪ Here's the place where makeshift men die TV deaths, in this town we live close To the ground Bright light hurts my eyes, I care even less for the city Here is the square where they all stared each other down, here's the car that Drove them straight up the walls Where's the barrel that blinded everyone with it's glare? Cracked, but the act will stand the test of time ♪ This is the place where makeshift men die TV deaths, in this town we live close To the ground Bright light hurts my eyes, and I care even less for the city ♪ Here's the place where makeshift men die TV deaths, in this town we live close To the ground Bright light hurts my eyes, I care even less for the city Bright light hurts my eyes Bright light