No taxi could take you,
No trains rolling by,
No bicycle shop,
No planes in the sky
Planes in the sky

Not a night spent in jail,
Parrot on my arm,
Not a man of the world,
No patch on my eye
Patch on my eye

Dark and metric is my town,
Every day and night
Just because you're floating
Doesn't mean you haven't drowned

No spoiler, no windscoop,
No mag wheels in back,
No hydraulic shocks,
No privacy glass
Privacy glass

Dark and metric is my town,
North, east, west, and south
Just because you're smiling
Doesn't mean you haven't drowned