Hong Kong

hong kong

gorillaz

lord, hear me now,

jump boats, an english boy.

crashing out into the night,

electric fences and guns.

you swallow me

i’m a pill on your tongue

here on the writing floor

the neon lights make me come

laid in a star’s light

it begins to explode

and all the people in a dream,

wait for the machine

pick the s**t up, leave it clean

kid, hang over here

what you learning in school?

is the rise of an eastern sun

gonna be good for everyone?

the radio station disappears

music turning to thin air

the dj was the last to leave

she had well conditioned hair.

was beautiful, but nothing really was there.