It punctures the side of the model we favoured   If this is the death of the Ptolemaic, where can’t we stand?   These city lights reveal the depths of the maw of progress   Did they tell you you’d belong?      At least there’s a market for emergencies   There’s a market for emergencies      Let’s cut to the chase now   And cut out the rules      You pulled the plug on the world we created   If this is the death of the Ptolemaic, where can’t I stand?   These city lights reveal the cracks in this world of progress   Did they tell you you’d belong?      Let’s cut to the chase now   And cut out the rules   Let’s cut to the chase now   If the world’s just talking, then there must be something more to say      Did they tell you you’d belong?      There’s a market for emergencies