Goodnight, sunshine The ghetto-bird shines 4 am, Welcome to the West A mosquito to kiss your hands and feet Welcome to this dirty business I was surprised When you called me a lady Cause I'm still not so sure that that's what I wanna be Cause I remember the 80's And I remember its puffy sleeves You say I'm lucky to be here, Then maybe you can take this over And I'll gladly wear the pants into the next century Past the scanners with ease Past armies of them, Who once played in a band And wasted it complaining like a trust fund kid Paying you to play here while they hate you because of it. You say I'm "lucky to be here", But I've been driving for 21 days. What's that nasty sound? The E-brake drags the ground... God, if you only knew What my candied fist could do. The curtain's closing in from all direction, Just answer my question. Perhaps it's best if I continue Starring me as you, me as you. Starring me as you, me as you. And there you are, At the edge of the world... Dangling with my heart a' pounding. Above a gulf of hamstrung promises You sang like "Auld Lang Syne", You wanted it so badly that you believed them at the time With every fashion's flame, Every jet plane-lie, Every second helping of that off-ramp fame we die, A little... You're right, I'm from Nowhere You're right, I'm from Nowhere You're right, I'm from Nowhere You're right.