It's 4:30 in the morning
Don't ask why i'm not sleeping
I'd wear a mask to get off this planet
Jump out this tree-house. . can't stand it
As the ambulance tears . . 'round the corner
Gonna deliver its goods . . 'gonna make sure its callers
Aren't sittin' in the moonlight. . clutching at straws
Gonna deliver its goods . . 'gonna drive for us all on this
Florescent-light night
Ooh just settle down
Like thunder chasing rain
Like the droplets in your coffee can
Might never feel the same
Just settle down
Lights kissed & missed that train
Like the sense of cents and wanderers
Might never feel the same
From this ride
On this ambulance night
It's a florescent type flight
Just can't wait to arrive.