Faded Paper Figures - Metropolis lyrics

Loud, subaltern city streets Bellies wild with discontent; Tall, gla** buildings, where we meet Watching cla**es in descent Whoever made these robot angels Made these urban trash crustaceans; They occupy the same streets And we fill the day with locusts and magazines Just south of here, utopia For sixty bones, euphoria They're keeping cartoon main streets lit And all these puppet cultures learn Every first world has a third; Only love escapes this gla** metropolis Now information without flesh Means your body's just a drive Loading up with life and d**h: The after-human has arrived Melancholy and relief For the things we never know A constellation of defeat In this sidewalk shadow show Whoever made these robot angels Made these urban trash crustaceans; They occupy the same streets And we fill the day with locusts and magazines Just south of here, utopia For sixty bones, euphoria They're keeping cartoon main streets lit And all these puppet cultures learn Every first world has a third; Only love escapes this gla** metropolis Let your eyes go To Llano Out the window To the last maypole