| We used to lie to each other about using computers
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| When we couldn’t get a hit we used to cruise to Vancouver
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| We used to lie to people when we’d show up at parties
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| We used to pretend that we’d never met
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| Then you’d send a signal with your cigarette
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| At first it felt like heaven
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| Then it felt like just like the hole
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| Let’s roll, let’s roll around
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| Now when we lie to each other we do it through computers
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| And now we never go dancing 'cause we’re not really moving
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| She’s got a bandolero belt filled with kamikaze shooters
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| She touches every table in a total eclipse
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| It costs an awful lot for just a little bit
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| At first it felt like faith
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| Then it felt just lke the void
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| Now we’re stranded on the south side
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| She was sick of waiting on your boys
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| So let’s roll, let’s roll around
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| Let’s go, lets go back uptown
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| And you can ask me not to do it but you can’t contain the kids
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| We were living for the city, now we’re living for the smidge
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| We used to want it all, now we just want a little bit
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| Living, living, living, living, living for the smidge
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| Angel, I didn’t say goodbye
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| But I’m already gone
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| Living, living, living, living, living for the smidge
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| You can ask me not to do it but you can’t control the kids
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| Living, living, living, living, living for the smidge
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| We used to want it all, now we just want a little bit
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| Let’s roll, let’s roll around
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| Let’s go, let’s go back uptown
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| Oh, come on, send me up a signal
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| Something to show me you’re all right
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| Make the sign of the cross with your cigarette
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| Come on and smudge a little smoke up in the night |