One Point Perspective

Dancing in my underpants

I'm gonna run for government

I'm gonna form a covers band and all

And back there by the Baby Grand

Did Mr. Winter Wonderland

Say: Come here kid, we really need to talk?

Bear with me, man

I lost my train of thought

I fantasise and call it quits

I swim with the economists

And I get to the bottom of it for good

By the time reality hits

The chimes of freedom fall to bits

The shining city on the fritz

They come out of the cracks

Thirsty for blood

Oh, just as the apocalypse finally gets prioritised

And you cry some of the hottest tears you ever cried

Multiplied by five

I suppose the singer must die

Singsongs around the money tree

This stunning documentary that no one else unfortunately saw

Such beautiful photography, it's worth it for the opening scene

I've been driving 'round listening to the score

Or maybe, I just imagined it all

I've played to quiet rooms like this before

Bear with me, man

I lost my train of thought