Ancient Ways

Oo, fuck the ancient ways
They are heretofore
Show no claim.

Got the time, won't seek
They are oh still coming to paint the street
At the station.

[Chorus:]
The city feeds us all like babes
And we've taken a bow
At the station.

Shape the final sound
Become beautifully bound
To the ground.

Fuck the ancient ways
They are ringing doorbells that let in my waste
At the station.

[Chorus 2:]
The city needs us and all our rage
And surprise in your eyes
At the station.

What we need, this empire grows
Every stage we'll find
At the station.

To be beaten by the weight of it
They ought to be beaten by the weight
At the station.

Come in people and enjoy our glow
Every change we allow
At the station.

[Chorus]

To be beaten by the weight of it
They ought to be beaten by the weight
At the station.

[Outro:]
Should we seek them for the sake of it?
Nay, we greet them right away.