Fuel in the car, put some fuel in my brand new car Petrol I was told, not sure what I took before People are in line waiting, where is my key? I’m in this brand new car so the nerves drive me In the heart of the city where the neon lights glow There’s a place full of madness like a George Condo Today feeling lucky ‘cause the lady’s on my side Let the red and black spin, I’m bias-free tonight One more time. No, don’t resign Have you tried coinpusher? Jingeling machines, clicker flicker bright and glow They whisper in my ears, so I guess I’m not Van Gogh Rolling dice, winning prize, jackpot, scream and shout Mr. Krabs and his lady are about to cash out Waking up on the train, waking up on the goddamn train One more week and I’ll take my chance again The Fun Factory is handing a dream so sweet In this rickety ass train, oh those nerves drive me I’ve been working out who I am In this circle of self-obsession I’ve been working out who I am But I suppress, suppress, suppress the press