Are you all alone, is anybody home?
Sometimes I fantasize
Now that the flames have taken hold
Nowhere, just sky, it's so serene
Don't these times fill your eyes
Your final flight can't be delayed
Your pink fat lips let go a scream
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars, they burn below me
Bad money dies, I love the scene
And the cars they burn below me
When the streets are cold and lonely
Sometimes I fantasize
Don't these times fill your eyes
When the streets are cold and lonely
Don't these times fill your eyes
You fly and melt, I love the scene
When the streets are cold and lonely
Sometimes I fantasize
I'm standing warm against the cold
When the streets are cold and lonely
And the cars, they burn below me
And the cars, they burn below me
And the cars they burn below me
And the cars, they burn below me
Are you all alone, is anybody home?
When the streets are cold and lonely
Ten twisted grills grin back at me
And for as far as I can see
At least you left your life in style
