Here we are
Burning up in our cars
And in our hearts

Better days
Sleeping late, with a headache
Perfect weather

Congregate
Lay in wait for an answer
They're still waiting

With your tea
lucky taste as the day breaks
The blind are leading the blind

Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather
Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather
Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather
Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather

Xenon lights
Dots go dashing the highways
Nothing's moving

Radiates
Everything lasting for seconds
Evaporated

Lover's lips
Drinking late at the station
Smiling faces
 [bad word] weep,
Wiping your face in whatever
There's an answer.

Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather
Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather
Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather
Better, better days with a headache
Perfect weather