She bends herself through the trism
Trism, trism, trism
Gotta be home by sunset
She said she had to go
Dropped her off by the trism
And then back again
Gotta keep movin' and gotta, gotta keep on
Stella Corona hopes for the best
Steps off the curb
Go trism, trism
In the smoky streets of the night
Like the sun bends light through a prism
She asked me to give her a ride
She bends herself through the trism
And gotta keep movin', and gotta keep movin', movin'
Gotta keep, gotta keep movin' on
She pulls the lever and then bright light
The fastest way
To be home by sunset
Trism, trism
Is by trism
Through the atmosphere by prism
Like the sun bends light through a prism
It was a human race to get away, yeah