There's a light flashing bright onto Istedgade driving me sideways
Gravity pulling me
There's a glint in the eye under neon light
30-something schoolgirl
Gravity pulling me
Pulling me down
You were a saviour putting yourself between the neon sun and I
I was happy to fry
No one would blame you
Turning your back and run from the neon sun to shade
I just wanted to stay Heh, heh, heh
There's a glow burning amber and calling me
This could be your last chance
Gravity lifting me
There's a war being fought every Saturday
With no sign of victory
Gravity lifting me above it all
You were a saviour putting yourself between the neon sun and I
I was happy to fry
No one would blame you
Turning your back and run from the neon sun to shade