Late Disco

Litter city late disco

All I really wanted to know

If I was gonna leave you some gold

Lady would you take me home?

I lost my way back there

Hope you never though I was a monster

But I am

My cubs won't know

The four that we follow

We're calling it the fall

This time and always

Park's new but the ride is old

There goes a broken load

Don't see nothing to lose

Oh choose me

For a pile of gold

I lost my way back there

Hope you never thought I was a monster

But I am

We're calling it the fall

This time and always

The culture of the vulture

The culture of the vulture

The culture of the vulture

The culture of the vulture

My cubs won't know

The four that we follow

Falling old leaves

From snow flakes stars

And skies from roofs and lights

We're calling it the fall

This time and always

We're calling it the fall

This time and always