They want to meet us in a red light den
You're dressed in fur and I'm up in their skin yeah
And they went down to hangar bay one one five
Let's look out for something, anything that's alive
So alive

Now the grey team at the back of the bar
Got their houseplants in their bags and their jars
And then you flashed your debit card
We only take cash and the transaction interaction's so bizarre
I drive no cars

Now your mind has got to be in a twist
For organoids to believe that you exist
In second person or working somewhere else remote
Are you the book or like the one that the ancients wrote?

They want to meet us in a red light den
You're dressed in fur and I'm up in their skin
And we went down, down down down down dies
Let's look out for something anything in our skies
In our skies
Yeah