Republic of You

And you wind me up
 Like a toy soldier
 Straight lined marching
 'Til I fall over
 I am fighting for the republic of you
 That's what I intend to...
 Caked in grime
 Caked in grime from the subterranean train line
 And the north south wind
 Tunneling through the Brooklyn Bridge
 And I pirate your apparel with my eyes
 I'm loving the idea of red lights
 Interrupting dry spell night drives
 Pirate your apparel with my eyes
 Loving the idea of red lights
 Interrupting dry spell night drives
 As we set fire to us breathing
 Bathe in ambrosia with me
 And soak in sleepy leaves
 I think God has given me angel wings
 And I pirate your apparel with my own two eyes
 I'm loving the idea of red lights
 Interrupting dry spell night drives
 Pirate your apparel with my eyes
 Loving the idea of red lights
 Interrupting dry spell night drives
 And we set fire to us breathing
 And you wind me up like a toy soldier
 Straight-lined marching 'til I fall over
 I am fighting for the republic of you
 That's what I intend to...
 Caked in grime
 Caked in grime
 Caked in grime
 Caked in grime