Pink Skyscraper

I'm riding in a car

Driven by a man

Whose stomach doesn't fit

Behind the wheel


We're on a motorway

Or in a mountain desert

He really doesn't know

How I feel


Silver pylon pink skyscraper

Silver pylon pink skyscraper

Nothing here is real


We're spinning round a corner

I'm thinking life is crazy

A thousand silver pylons in a field


Then rising up beside them

A beautiful skyscraper

So giant pink and shiny

It don't looks real


Silver pylon pink skyscraper

Silver pylon pink skyscraper

Nothing here is real


Speeding through the landscape

I feel the press of leather

Like being on TV

Or in a film


But people live and die here

Have bloody happy endings

Can someone human-size me 

Tell me how they feel?


Silver pylon pink skyscraper

Silver pylon pink skyscraper

Nothing here is real