Ghosts With A Getaway

[Intro Hook] Red warning, red warning, cut the engine loose Three lights on the hull and a stolen moon to use Kick the hatch, count down, burn through the blue We came for the vault, now the whole sky's coming through [Verse 1] Mag-boots clack on the cargo ring Captain's got a wire and a counterfeit king Laser grid humming past the loading bay We slide through the sparks while the guards look away A brass key spins in a gloved-up hand The vault is buried under half a mile of sand No map, no mercy, no room to stall One clean breach and we own it all [Chorus] Break the lock, break the orbit, run it hot tonight Take the crown from the dark side, vanish into white If the alarms start shouting, let the engines answer back We are ghosts with a getaway burning down the black [Verse 2] Bayou-born mechanic with a coilgun grin Says, "Hold my cable, boys, I'm going in" Accordion wheeze from the speaker stack While a stolen drone keeps watch at our back The floor drops out to a planet below Green clouds roll like a river in the afterglow We trade one breath for a clean laser line Then the vault door cracks on the downbeat time [Chorus] Break the lock, break the orbit, run it hot tonight Take the crown from the dark side, vanish into white If the alarms start shouting, let the engines answer back We are ghosts with a getaway burning down the black [Verse 3] Red helmets flood the corridor, boots hit steel I draw a crooked route only thieves can feel The package wakes with a thunder-blue flare And bends every compass in the room's dead air We jump through the breach as the bulkheads fold With a case full of thunder and a heart full of gold One guard says, "Stop," but the ship won't stay We punch through the ring and tear away [Chorus] Break the lock, break the orbit, run it hot tonight Take the crown from the dark side, vanish into white If the alarms start shouting, let the engines answer back We are ghosts with a getaway burning down the black [Verse 4] Meteor rain drums on the windshield glass The patrol ships climb but they cannot pass Our pilot laughs with a mouthful of blood And slingshots hard through the comet flood The stolen crown starts singing in the case Putting old lost worlds in their proper place We don't need a throne or a hero's name Just one more jump through the plasma flame [Bridge] No gravity, no ground, no turning around The stars lean close when the sirens sound Hold the line, hold the spark, hold the stolen flame If we make it past the sun, they'll forget our names [Instrumental Guitar Solo] [Final Solo Tag] Cut the cord, burn the map, let the octave climb One last red flare in the vacuum time We came for the vault, we leave with the dawn Hit the jump gate hard—then the whole crew's gone [Outro Hook] Red warning, red warning, fade into the blue Three lights on the hull and a stolen moon to use No trace, no crown, no signal to follow Just a guitar scream over a black-star hollow