I LIVE IN A CITY
IT'S MADE OF CARDBOARD BOXES
PAPERPLANES FLOAT IN THE DARK
JUMP IN MY PLASTIC CAR
WE' GONNA DRIVE AROUND
OR WE CAN HANG OUT IN THE PARK
I'M DRAWING MY OWN LAND
ESCAPING FROM ALL THIS MESS IN MY HEAD
WHEN YOU GAVE TO YOUR CHILD
A CEILING FULL OF STARS
I WAS SLEEPING IN THE PARK
WHY DON'T WE SLIP AWAY
ON A BOAT MADE OF MATCHES
IT COULD LIGHT US FOR A START
I'M DRAWING MY OWN LAND
ESCAPING FROM ALL THIS MESS IN MY HEAD
I LIVE IN A CITY
IT'S MADE OF CARDBOARD BOXES
PAPERPLANES FLOAT IN THE DARK
JUMP IN MY PLASTIC CAR
WE' GONNA DRIVE AROUND
OR WE CAN HANG OUT IN THE PARK