From the walls of Tokyo. Down in London Town's a go-go. With the record selection. And the mirror's reflection. I'll be dancing with myself. When there's no one else in sight.
Day by day. Hour by hour. What haunts. My nighttime. Starts my daylight. Even good friends. Have no answers. Beautiful stars. . You don't want a hard patch.
On to the streets to a precise beat. painting shadows on the wall. Well, cut out cars, drive out bars. All for one, and one for all. . Like a teenage sneeze and comic book cheese.