Clip my wings or let me leap from a wire
From the bottom but I was born to be higher.
Singe my beak cause I don't have permission
Tempered speech, what an awful tradition now
Clip my wings and let me bleed from desire
A burning hunger or a funeral pyre
Making a habit to change how I feel most
New sensation sussed out on the west coast
Now I'm ready
Here's to shaking things up
To tearing them down
This town is yours and mine now
Here's to shaking things up
To tearing them down
This town is yours and mine now
No you don't have to listen
To the wonderful sound
Took my leave on the eve of a let down
Buildings and streets like the bars of a cage now
High minded beasts turned to creatures of habit
Dashing their dreams when they just couldn't grab it
Here's to shaking things up
To tearing them down
This town is yours and mine now
Here's to shaking things up
To tearing them down
This town is yours and mine now
No you don't have to listen
To the wonderful sound
No heed or caution but my will is grounded now
So take the leap, the earth is weak
So perfectly unbounded
Unbounded! I found it!
Now i'm ready
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