Crystals gleam like diamonds on the icy, icy fjord

Underground logistics on the west side by a lord

And the teenage Tee Montanas driving by in vintage Fords

Are all hopped up, still, they manage to look bored

I got nowhere to go, I got no place to shy away

I got nothing but my own two feet, dragging down the sidewalk to the city beat

Big dog sitting in the passenger seat

Cool right down, or you will draw that heat

And you can see it in the alley

And you can smell it through the door ajar to the street

Just like a fire in a valley

You try the high road, but the city is a pharmacy

And the streets are filled with litter, and the sun is on the rise

Tin foil in the hallways, but the buildings have no eyes

And a car is driving slowly through the park like no one cares

Nobody sees nothing, the city is a big blank stare

Got nowhere to go, got no place to shy away

Got nothing but my own two feet, dragging down the sidewalk to the city beat

Big dog sitting in the passenger seat

Cool right down, or you will draw that heat

And you can see it in the alley

And you can smell it through the door ajar to the street

Just like a fire in a valley

You try the high road, but the city is a pharmacy

And you can see it in the alley

And you can smell it through the door ajar to the street

Just like a fire in a valley

You try the high road, but the city is a pharmacy

And you can see it in the alley

And you can smell it through the door ajar to the street

Just like a fire in a valley

You try the high road, but the city is a pharmacy