Spit-shined sticky yellow sun
Oppressive air under the skyline
I'm the sickened summer fly
Sucking on day-old skin and headlines

Crashed in a sea of neon lights
I haven't seen a star in some time
We want so bad to understand
We wring the juice from our eyes

Can we save the dark sky
From the new pollution?
I'm trying not to go blind
In my personal delusion

Can't see the man on the moon nor the buffalo
And when I look up, homie, there's no starlight glow
There's always somеwhere that you think you need to go
Bamboozled by Amеrican hustle
It's a bullshit world, it's all spectacle
And I speculate there's more fool's gold
Nature boy, that's what's magical
But there's no magic when the tricks get old

Regenerate me
In a world we all can see
Let me tell my friends
Paradise has eyes again

Can we save the dark sky
From the new pollution?
I'm trying not to go blind
In my personal delusion