After Midnight Lyrics

Can't be alone, can't be away from all the action

My city lives between destruction and compassion

And all my friends are going out to find who needs to fight tonight

Their drunken souls shine brighter than my streetlight moon

We might run out of TP

We might run out of food

We might run out on the law, baby

We might run out of food

And if they start dropping bombs on our heads

I'll be a medicine man, she'll be my right-hand man

But as it is, I've got the government jumping down my throat

They love a deadbeat boyfriend to pass their little notes

And all the pieces are falling in place

Can't take me anywhere, my pockets are too empty

I'll wait at home after midnight, baby

My Mona Lisa's gonna spin her pretty penny

And meet me home after midnight

And all the pieces are falling in place

I think it's weird that everything that makes me anxious

Is happening on the internet, it's happening far away

But this is what we are, we are a planet of cyborgs

Without everything everywhere all at once, we would fade away

And all the pieces are falling in place

Can't take me anywhere, my pockets are too empty

I'll wait at home after midnight, baby

My Mona Lisa's gonna spin her pretty penny

And meet me home after midnight

And all the pieces are falling in place

I remember in the heat of July there was a mob and they were taking out a cop car

And I was thinking that if I was any kind of citizen

Then I would want to try to stop them from going too far

But I'm extorted to the point of total apathy

And classically the masses sing the song of the stampeding beast

Cannibalize the king, my brother, burn that fucking throne down

And all the pieces are falling in place

Can't take me anywhere, my pockets are too empty

I'll wait at home after midnight, baby

My Mona Lisa's gonna spend her pretty penny

And meet me home after midnight

And I'm too angry to party

So I'll smoke the devil's lettuce and get scared of my belongings

She really knows how to party

Come hold me, honey, I'll feel better in the morning

And I'm too angry to party

So I'll smoke the devil's lettuce and get scared of my belongings

She really knows how to party

Come hold me, honey, I'll feel better in the morning

And I'm too angry to party

So I'll smoke the devil's lettuce and get scared of my belongings

She really knows how to party

Come hold me, honey, I'll feel better in the morning

And all the pieces are falling in place

Can't take me anywhere, my pockets are too empty

I'll wait at home after midnight, baby

My Mona Lisa's gonna spin her pretty penny

And meet me home after midnight

And all the pieces are falling in place