Wireless (Brownstein, Battat, Amarante)

I can’t help but care, is there smog in the air?

Though to tell you the truth, I might not like to hear

I’m glued to the news, and I don’t have a clue

Tell me, tell me, what’s new with you?

Irradiated ions, burrowing my bones

I’m going wireless, living off the sticks and stones

Hey cave people please come out to play, hey yeah

I’m here from the future won’t you show me the way

I don’t subscribe when you deem to divide

Hate to break it but you can’t fake that this is all for your pride

You can pull out the rug when you’re out on the run

But I bet, oh I bet, the damage is done

Irradiated ions, burrowing my bones

I’m going wireless, living off the sticks and stones

Hey cave people please come out to play, hey yeah

I’m here from the future won’t you show me the way

Why ignore what’s so obviously clear?

When we control our own atmosphere

Let’s not make this all for nothing

Cave people let’s build them something

That’s strong enough to stay

Even after our final days

If we make the same mistakes

We’ll never leave the cave

Written by Jake Brownstein, Dani Battat and Patrick Amarante

Way of the Rain

Yuck!