Air is electrified, my brain is tearin' at the seams
Blue sun in a weird sky, but I'm still rockin' my blue jeans
Just another normal day down here at Garage Way
Skit tight, bright light what a pretty sight
When you're groovin' down the street
So many freaks that you could meet
All movin' their funky feet
Still riding that Soft Parade
Down here at Garage Way
City alive and sublime
Crazy hair, and crazy eyes
We're outta time
We're outta time
We're outta time
City alive and sublime
Crazy hair, and crazy eyes
We're outta time
We're outta time
We're outta time