Sarah, settle down
Put your helmet on
Walk through streets of gold
With cigarettes you hand-rolled
I don't know you, and I don't owe you a damn
But I smile so hard it hurts
And just when things get worse
You said you've woken from a dream
Abandoned by your mother
Oh, could this be?

Satan, settle down
Keep your trousers on
You can warm the globe
But leave my wretched soul alone
I don't know you, and I don't owe you a thing
But the children lose their minds
In such uncertain times
I'm awoken from a dream
Surrounded by my lovers
Oh, woe is me

And a hundred thousand times a day
The yellow lights turn red
And a hundred thousand miles away
I'm turnin' myself in
Oh Christ, I am
Sarah, settle down
Put your helmet on
Walk through streets of gold
With cigarettes you hand-rolled
I don't know you, and I don't owe you a thing
But the children lose their minds
In such uncertain times
The children lose their minds
In such uncertain times
In such uncertain times
In such uncertain times