Sitting here on the ten
Swear I knew these traffic gods would catch me again
This magazine scene, it's made of crowded dreams
Waited for the sun to come
It dawned upon our rhythm
We've been idle
In denial
Those cool kids don't know we're moving up, moving up, moving up
Fighting through these endless trials
Those cool kids don't know we're moving up, moving up, moving up
On Main Street and Jefferson
Innocent debauchery and midnight run all again
This magazine scene, it's bursting at the seams
Tourists that wanna know
We were born for this kind of show
We've been idle
In denial
Those cool kids don't know we're moving up, moving up, moving up
Fighting through these endless trials
Those cool kids don't know we're moving up, moving up, moving up
We're coming up, we've had enough
We're coming up, we've had enough
We're coming up, we've had enough
We're coming up, we've had enough
We're coming up, we've had enough
We're coming up, we've had enough
We've been idle
In denial
Those cool kids don't know we're moving up, moving up, moving up
Fighting through these endless trials
Those cool kids don't know we're moving up, moving up, moving up