Find a flavor you can taste
Let it take you far away, away
So I've got some wicked ways
Now you're sneezing on the train, train
Bright yellow pavement haunts like a ghost
It's pollen city
February stolen senses
Reinforce all of the fences
You'd never know come spring 'cause
The crab apples rot before they fall
But I, I, I, I
Bright yellow pavement haunts like a ghost
It's pollen city
Yet another scrambled channel
Signal more than you can handle
Caterpillars all in a line
While you are taking your sweet time
Time, time, time, time
Time, time, time
