The cut great mindwalking through the dirty streets

Of paris in the hot august heat

Sun melts in the fake

Smile away

Just looking for a place to stay

The actress gave up all her old dreams

And traded up, now she is a queen

Royal families dont have time

For that [bad word] 
Your crystall ball you keep it hid

The tractor trailer driver radios

Help me someone Im out here on my own
 [bad word] drives from the black night away

Praying for the light of day

The kid in the mall works a hot dog on a stick

His head is a funny shape his heart is a brick

Taking your order he willlook away

He doesnt have a thing to say

But me Im feeling pretty good as of now

Im not so sure when I got here and how

Sun melt in the fake

Smile away

I think you know Ill be ok