There was a face on a hoarding that someone had drawn onAnd just enough time for the night to pass by without warningAway in the distance, there's a blue flashing lightSomeone's in trouble, somewhere out at nightAs the flickering neon stands ready to fuseThe wind blows away all of yesterday's newsWell, they've locked up their daughters and they've bound their hatchesThey always could find us but they never could catch usThrough the greased window of a non-academyWe watch the arrested get taken awayAnd that cigarette haste is a call to beWe watch the arrested get taken awayWe watch the arrested get taken awayWe watch the arrested get taken awayWe watch the arrested get taken awayWe watch the arrested get taken awayWe watch the arrested get taken awayOne, two, one, two, three, four