Take Us To Your Leader

Now, this is not funny
The shortest time feels like the longest time now
You call it a dream
Or I'm just an unreliable witness to everything

The burning cars of movie stars
Unwrap the city one backstreet at a time
The severed heads of supermen
See how they're different when you hold them under the light

She's got all, she's got all your answers
So you'd better take us to your leader
'Cause one thing is for sure -
We're gonna get what we deserve

And the street is a river
And the sounds drift up to our window up above
And we run down to drown under the current
To go rushing ever-forward
To find a cheap cure for memory

We drink our fill from wishing wells
We feed coins into machines until they're throwing them up
In crowded bars under neon stars
Until there's new blood racing 'round the both of us

She's got all, she's got all your answers
When she clicks, she clicks her heels together, oh
And when she snaps, when she snaps her fingers
Yeah, she says, "you'd better take us to your leader."
'Cause my love, my word
We're finally gonna get what we deserve
Doo, doo, doo, doo
Ooh, woo!