The Vending Machine Bandits Strike Again!
Everybody brought their big guns,
But no one's getting down and nobody's got their hands up.
Don't bother showing affection.
Play mannequin to the beat of the track.
It keeps time like the hearts that we wear on our sleeves,
Just for you to pretend that we're not what you need.
We're the best thing and the next thing,
Like the last thing ... sound familiar?
We sing:
We can't go on like this!
You can hear it in the streets that we're ready to escape tonight!
We'll flee this scene!
We can't go on like this!
You can hear it in the streets, are you ready to escape tonight?
We'll flee this scene.
We'll make a difference.
But just not here.
So what's the buzzword that you'll describe us with,
Something short and sweet? That looks great in print?
What is all this for? Who do we represent?
Forget the opening act... here comes the main event.
Spotlight on the biggest liar!
Shine bright under the umbrella,
Of quick hooks and hipster fans.
Too scared to live... too cool to dance.
We can't go on like this!
You can hear it in the streets that we're ready to escape tonight!
We'll flee this scene!
We can't go on like this!
You can hear it in the streets, are you ready to escape tonight?
We'll flee this scene.
We'll make a difference.
But just not here.