» Chorus «

Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head
Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist
Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head
Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist

» Verse 1 «

That first friend you had, that worst thing you said
That perfect moment, that last tear you shed
All you've done in bed, all on Memorex
All 'round-'round your head, all 'round-'round your head

» Chorus «

Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head
Slippin through dreamland like a tourist
Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head
Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist

» Verse 2 «

You've had too much of the digital love
You want everything live, you want things you can touch
Make it feel like a movie you saw in your youth
Make it feel like that song that just unopened you
You were ten years old, holdin' hands in the classroom
He had a gun on the first day of high school
You want something bizarre, old conceptual cars
You want girls dressed in drag, you want boys with guitars

» Chorus «

Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head
Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist
Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head
Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist

» Verse 3 «

You see Kodachrome, you see pink and gold
You see Mulholland glow, you see in airplane mode
All 'round-'round your head, all 'round-'round your head
All 'round-'round your head, all 'round-'round your head

» Outro «

You float in the pool where the soundtrack is canned
You go ask your questions like, "What makes a man?"
Oh, it's 2020, so it's time to change that
So you go make an album and call it