[Verse 1] Rain in the train Where the driver used to sit It still calls out stations That no longer exist I step over a suitcase Still packed for a flight Take the lane marked RESTRICTED Walk wherever I like [Pre-Chorus] Stand clear Doors close Last stop Who knows [Chorus] Glass in the gutter Gold down the drain The city went bankrupt I pocketed the change Call me lost Count me out No one owns these streets So I'm taking them now [Verse 2] The bank still plays its welcome Through a speaker split in two A drone demands my clearance I tell it, "Get in the queue" I climb the staff-only stairwell Past the portraits of the board Take the chair beside the window Like I've been there before [Rap] Boot heel. Glass grit. Gate says DENIED. Kick once. Walk in. Guess the terms have expired. Tag torn. Bag light. Coat fits. No charge. No questions asked. No crowd. No cops. Just a bot by the shops. It tells me to stop. I ask it: For what? Their rules? Still posted. Their courts? All dust. I read the small print. Then tread it to mush. [Instrumental] [Snare hit, bass drop, a breath between blows] [Rap] Now the ceiling drops. I'm grinning. Walk through the boardroom. No permission. Voice dry. Boots wet. The company logo Is buried in cement. Let it buckle. Let it crack. Let the shutters come down. I don't need their approval To make use of this town. No permit. No password. No fee at the gate. There's a chair on the rooftop. I'll be there till late. Head up. Pace slow. No desperate plan. I can finally walk Where their walls used to stand. [Pre-Chorus] Stand clear Doors close Last stop Who knows [Chorus] Glass in the gutter Gold down the drain The city went bankrupt I pocketed the change Call me lost Count me out No one owns these streets So I'm taking them now [Bridge] Old laws New dust Locked doors Now rust Roof torn Night air This town My share [Chorus] Glass in the gutter Gold down the drain The city went bankrupt I pocketed the change Call me lost Count me out No one owns these streets So I'm taking them now
