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