Sunrise behind jagged skyline

It’s Terran decadence, it’s Holy Roman decline

And it's home

Carved in concrete and chrome

That’s the universe and that right there, that’s me

Laying on the couch and watching TV

3rd floor, to the left, behind the door

I’m waiting for rain, I’m waiting for war

What to wear, what on earth to eat

The robot wakes early and sweeps the street

An animatronic smile and built-in hope

I wonder who programmed his ability to cope

I’d like to try out real life someday

Let’s go to the movies and fly away

Have a drink or two and let rock and roll

Take its toll

These are the days and they’ll come for awhile

It looks like a party and feels like a trial

Out of all women, you'll be my wife

This might just be my only life

They say a thousand different storms are coming

I deny myself asleep and leave the taps running

A picture of a loved one on my shelf

Go fuck yourself

It’s all pretty damn grey it seems to seem

Somewhere someone gets lost in a scream

And that was that

Queue the crossing cat

God is dead and I’m growing old

The sun is red and the night is cold

On my own

Into the unknown

The world takes shape and it ain’t too pretty

Nostalgic as hell in a space age city

This view will do

It’ll have to