This is an age polluted and vague   A city lost and thrown to hell   Where love and lies coincide      And we reach for the phone to call any self help hotline   Hello? Is anyone there?   The Lines are flooded/ and I cant get through   Lets get this started      You have your hands on the prize   And baby that’s just fine   We have you right where we want you   Come out with your hands held high      We all know that you have heard it all before   Never talk to strangers, or have them walk you home   keep your eyes on the snake in the orchard   Let the children play on its head as it moves closer      Take a look at the man standing alone   Staring down at the water so precariously with his necktie dancing, its dancing in the breeze/ dancing      Pull him to safety      We became alive/ for the very first time      This is the last time that I’ll be calling in/ Operator this is the last time