Hong Kong

Lord, hear me now

Don't put an English voice

Crashing out into the noise

Electric fences and guns

You swallow me

I'm a pill on your tongue

Here on the igniting floor

The neon lights make me numb

And laid in a star's light

It begins to explode

And all the people in a dream

Wait for the machine

Pick the shit up, leave it clean

Kid, hang over here

What you're learning in school

Is the rise of an eastern sun

On a big blue for everyone

The radio station disappeared

Music turned into thin air

The DJ was the last to leave

She had well conditioned hair

Was beautiful but nothing really was there