Grab your umbrella ad hover over town
 Where they’re tearin’ the decorations down
 You cast a spell on those letharios and clowns, no doubt
 I hear a rapse of the foreign concrete moon
 Below a chandelier of frozen tears I loom
 Where all these painted ladies haunt these furnished rooms 
 Wipin’ their mouths
 
 Roll up, roll up and gather round
 Push your shoulders back above your chest out
 All the evergreen, ever news and love passage 
 Where’s our electric arcades?
 They’re so in love
 
 Gone while the undertaker sleeps
 Come while the youngin often hear the panthers grieve
 Come while the liquid sky swirls dark
 End it
 
 Roll up, roll up and gather round
 Push your shoulders back above your chest out
 All the evergreen, ever news and love passage 
 Where’s our electric arcades?
 They’re so in love