Late Arcades

There’s a palace that I know
All night shining, grinning gold
Gives me neon by the sea
Gives me pennies I can feed

We saw poor Jimmy’s eyeballs swivel in their slots
The toxic logic after shots of Aftershock
You feeling good yeah, have you got that penny drop?
You wanna stay out picking petals off the clock?

The hot pink drizzle breathes
Drains the rain out to the sea
From the city, from the city

There’s a new flame that I know
Just the first name in a phone
Are you rainfall, just like me?
Is she drizzle? Is she dreams?

Well, I went down in stages to the estuary
And I spent all my wages in a palace of dreams
Could these Fight Night bright lights ever lie to me?
Monte Carlo, NYC... heard you’re looking for me

Down the late arcades
Down the late arcades

There’s a sad song that I know
Baby D or the Big O
There’s an aching I can’t feed
There’s a feeling that I need

Well, I went down in stages to the estuary
And I spent all my wages in a palace of dreams
Could these Fight Night bright lights ever lie to me?
Monte Carlo, NYC… heard you’re looking for me
Now the midnight car lights fall across your face
It’s a late arcade night taking place
You’re high as kites in heavy weather
Nothing ever lasts forever
But I’ll wait for you there, for as long as it takes…
Down the late arcades

There’s an aching chasing me
Taking me down to the sea
From the city… from the city