Three million people live here alone
all the highways in
dead-end in woods
there's a special way you can flash your lights
that opens the way, now you're here for good
and you find a place
so far so home
maybe rescue a pet,
keep you company.
There's enough to keep busy
and entertained. In the city
without a name
you're free.
Free to wake up
go out, come back
Free to pass by
all the passersby
Free to be innocent
bystander, after all
what happens here stays
here sir
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