The Flashing Lights Elevature

There's a mooky stream of psychotic dreams
running through this muddy little town
There's a sense of dret
tied to an end of thread
running through this patch work little town
But if you've got love
bring it along put it with ours we'll sing you a song
Well there is a girl two apples tall
whose gingerbread house that nobody calls

From the mall to the telephone tower,
Oh Yah!
We're gonna keep you up to all hours
Oh Yah!

Eyes against your will,
up magnetic hill,
all struggle to go down the roads to town
There's a day light hour
when my friends loose their power
They've never seen the flip side of a dream
But if you've got love bring it along
put it with ours we'll sing you a song!
Well there is a boy in love with the moon
give him the world he'll play you a tune

From the mall to the telephone tower,
Oh Yah!
We're gonna keep you up to all hours,
Oh Yah!
From the mall to the telephone,
mall to the telephone tower,
Oh Yah!
From the mall to the telephone,
mall to the telephone tower!

Flash-ing Lights,
Flashing Lights
Flash-ing Lights,
Flashing Lights!