Elevate Me Later

Well you greet the tokens and stamps

Underneath the fake-oil burnin' lamps

In the city we forgot to name

The concourse is four-wheeled shame

And the courthouse's double-breast

I'd like to check out your public protests

Why you're complaining Ta!

Those who sleep with electric guitars

Range rovin' with the cinema stars

And I wouldn't want to shake their hands

'Cause they're in such a high-protein land

Because there's 40 different shades of black

So many fortresses and ways to attack

So why you complaining? Ta!