It's been almost seven hours without a sign And the dust from ruined cornfields caught in my eyes And my mind is empty and my heart is pure I have learned to forget I have suffered these fools Paris is open Paris is I see you, you're alone I see burning flames from oil wells and factories And the desert night is a rusted and stained painting See the dead insects on my windshield Think, "Maybe now our souls will be free." Paris is up Paris is open Paris is I need you like the sun Paris is on, Paris is on Paris is on Paris is anxious Paris is I see you, you're an easy mark I'm so tired of these freaks and their violent streaks As they pound on their chests with their fists and their feet I lay quiet and watch their murderous heat Felt the hate in my heart, wish them dead in the street Now I'm distant, dark in this anthrobeat I have suffered the winds of these idiots Paris is on, Paris is on Paris is on Paris is ancient Paris is I need you 'cause you're all I've got