Turn the radio up
Drown out the sound
Of the rigs pumping oil
Out of the ground
The billboards say
"Don't be afraid
They're coming back for us someday"
I'm not going down in a town like this
I'm not going down in a town like this
Take me up
Before they
Wake me up
Take me up
Have another round
Numb out the pain
Of losing our jobs
All over again
We watch the moths
Come out at night
Then disappear
Into the streetlight
I'm not going down in a town like this
I'm not going down in a town like this
Take me up
Before they
Wake me up
Take me up
Take me up
Before they
Wake me up
Take me up
(This is a story about the temporal displacement of mass.
It is also a story about teleportation.
Do you know what those terms mean?
No, I didn't think you did.
But you stay right where you are, my charming friend
And you're quite likely to find out.
You just stay right there and listen.
I'll tell you everything you want to know.)
I heard you call from in between
The static on the TV screen
The humming as the cars pass by
I'm waiting 'til you say it's time
Take me up and save me
Arrest me from this place that made me
I don't wanna be alone
Take me up
Wake me up
Take me up
Wake me up