Strung out on film & video
Face down, you’ve got a place to go
You can walk all night if you pull your coat tighter, yeah
Got a backpack with a drum machine
And a worms’ eye view of the city scene of snow

Friends point fingers while they’re talking
They know who’s down & out
& One boy there wants to take you shopping
If you check his music out
Stay together, be a friend
Share the trash you’re livin’ in
Cause it’s all spare parts for the chop shop sugar

The jaws that bite want you to trust them not to bite right through
Cause they belong to a packmate who would not do that to you
It’s bitter for us, yes
But we shouldn’t second-guess ourselves with love

Strung out among the places where the trains all run aground
by a sound that cuts right through
you know when i see you
i hear it too

strung out and you can't ask me where to go tonight
some clown threw me 300 miles away
down state sure looks good tonight with the city snow you sent us so
relax and take it in
from a distance my best friend
when it thaws we'll hit the alleyways
for similar spare parts and strays
and spend our days in the chop shop sugar