Burnt by the Sun - David Byrne

Atom-smashers in the cocktail lounge tonight

Opera singers in the graveyard keeping time

And the DJ mixes them all

And the music rhymes but it crawls

And the music comes from hydrogen bombs

Rock bands died when amateurs won

Data in a hurry, using the new rubble

Wipe it up baby, gonna get yourself in trouble

We were burnt by the sun

Having way too much fun

Sleepless downtown overload

Does the daylight bring you down?

Money pours down and it drowns the little man

Parking lot attendants stuff their pockets with their hands

And the children laugh in your face

They can see what you have erased

When dogs make love they don’t look at themselves

Checking out each other by the way that they smell

Rubbing and a’scratching, itching all the time

Stop me if I talk too much, do another line

We were burnt by the sun

Having way too much fun

The church of private enterprise

Did the daylight bring you down?

I love salt, I love sweets

I know there’s danger but I fall asleep

The curves, the gasps, the love of life

Headlines, gum box, faceless paradise

Life rafts bobbing at the bottom of the pier

Wood burns faster if it’s soaked in gasoline

All these towns look the same, everybody’s clean

Roll 'em out, cheap and fast, kiss me when I fall

We were burnt by the sun

Having way too much fun

Sleepless downtown overload

Did I stay outside too long?

Alcohol, razor-blades

All the clouds are miles away

Take me down, far away

Everyone’s on holiday

Alcohol, razor-blades

All the clouds are miles away

Take me now, fly away

Everyone’s on holiday

All the clouds are miles away

All the clouds are miles away

Everyone’s on holiday

Everyone’s on holiday

Everyone’s on holiday

Everyone’s on holiday

Everyone’s on holiday