The Mars Volta - Cut That City lyrics

Neonecropopulace has no reflection Neocaeczaristic phallic ruins Just east of the rival denial the techs are breathing Welcome to this neotokyo Gridlocks will warn the chromlech alarm Bouquet of cuticles Landscape tantrums Tramontane torching the tramontane I've heard the mumbling of citadels shifting on the richter scale The alleys will flow Marble intercourse Roil the pantheon of subterfuge Tramontane torching the tramontane This marabout isn't untouchable Indentured by servitude Neoinfidels - Let's plug them in Neopolygraphic, trip chords Centrocircuiphobia the fallacy Welcome to neotokyo Tore the wings off seraphin, fed them to the anglophiles In this stag cabaret the bark of buildings surged through the whipping volt adobe. Go to the lexicon you sluggard if you will.