Well I'm headed for the weekend My mind will stay with you Some time ago I slept for a season Now douse the lights I'll be up all night Yeah I lie down in the elevator My heads a skyscraper The fuzzy yellows and blues Circling down Coming down Photos in the incinerator Don't wag your finger at me Can't seem to shake ya It's not done no it's not done Engineer amnesia Engineer amnesia Engineer amnesia Engineer amnesia Engineer amnesia Engineer amnesia Well I see me from the ceiling Engineer amnesia Glass eyes Strange neighborhood Engineer amnesia Sometimes it's bleak But I still know that feeling Engineer amnesia Now douse the lights I'll be up all night Engineer amnesia Engineer amnesia