Far away now from the crowds Silicone fields and nuclear clouds On your knees in New York once again In a bar they call The Rose Stems belong and so you chose To climb onto the red lip spits you out On the streets All those nights Spinning away Waiting for your train I'm not broke it's sound that resonates In the night On that cloud that makes you more than just Uptight I'm a voyeur under glass I'm a voyeur under glass Staring into the past Ha ha ha here it comes Drug war now on every street Some lazy kid with lion's teeth A laughing rat that treasures the scent of death All those boys were turning green Feared wages like James Dean They nearly leapt out of their skin and screamed You're bad luck Like a blade Warm to the touch When your skin is ruined I'm above a stranger color scent You're every fear I'm a car crash takin' memories And nothing more I'm a voyeur under glass I'm a voyeur under glass I'm a voyeur under glass Staring into the past Tearing into the past Ha ha ha here it comes