Constantines - Seven A.M. lyrics

We're paperless Won't document this Under surveillance Reconnaissance The nation of the sleeping And its promotions We slip beneath the marquee In a car named Anadyr Hiding beneath the streetlights By the ticket window Watching saddened sidewalk kids Line up like the faded movie posters What's been watching? What's been hiding Between the continents and seven a.m.? Keep an eye on the neighborhood And an eye raised to the sky Any airplane entering our airspace Will be shot down What's been watching? What's been hiding? We're paperless Won't document this No emotion No box office