I Was In Vancouver — White Space lyrics

Lyrics

Lock up the concourse, let’s get out of here
This is no place for kids like you, my dear
This is no joke
Where there’s fire there’s smoke
One of these times it’s comin' down
The white space in this room is maddening
Course before action
course recovering
No more pretend
means to an end
This time it’s real
it’s coming down