It’s all dead energies in this town. It’s all pedantry and pedigree in this town. I needed an answer. I needed a song. I want to be a dancer when the music comes on. It’s all stagnancy in this town. It’s all pageantry and monopoly in this town. It’s all hierarchy in this town. It’s all self-defeat, there’s no poetry in this town. I am alive. I can call your fake (I needed an anthem) and I can give your take (I needed a song) and I am here and brave (I want to go dancing) and you’re going to want me someday (when the music comes on). I am alive. Raise your flag, it’s do or die now.