I am the passenger 
And I ride and I ride 
I ride through the city's backsides 
I see the stars come out of the sky 
Yeah, they're bright in a hollow sky 
You know it looks so good tonight 

I am the passenger 
I stay under glass 
I look through my window tonight 
I see the stars come out tonight 

I see the bright and hollow sky 
Over the city's ripped backside 
And everything looks good tonight 

Singin' la la la la la-la-la la 
La la la la la-la-la la 
La la la la la-la-la la la-la 

Oh the passenger 
How how he rides 
Oh the passenger 
He rides and he rides 
He looks through his window 
What does he see? 
He sees the bright and hollow sky 
He sees the stars come out tonight 
Over the city's ripped backside 
He sees the winding ocean drive 

Singin'... 

Oh, the passenger 
He rides and rides 
He sees the bright and hollow sky 
He sees the city sleep at night 
And all of it is yours and mine 
And all of it is yours and mine 
So let's ride and ride and ride and ride... 

Singin'... 
I'm goin' la la la...