After everything I've seen
Though a rainy lens not dreaming
Roof full of chatterboxes at sunrise
Six stories up and leaning
Up on your windy village roof
Where everything just blows away
Up on your windy village roof
Where everything just blows away
Skyscrapers are tin tops baby
Gonna spin right 'round to you
And I'm riding out on a triceratops maybe
I've got a theory that's gonna pull me through
Up on your windy village roof
Where everything just blows away
Up on your windy village roof
Where everything just blows away
Oh yeah it blows away
Up on your windy village roof
Where everything just blows away
Up on your windy village roof
Where everything just blows away
Oh yeah it blows away
It blows away
It blows away
Oh yeah it blows away