Bob drives taxis when the meter runs

Bobby hears the music when it's done

He hears the voices

He hears the voices



Wheels on rain, lightning from the storm

Bobby takes the gas

Pedal to the floor

The voices

He hears the voices



Refrain:

Coming from the traffic,

Coming from the cube

Like the cry of babies

Passing through a tube

Voices run inside you



Jill breathes carbon trailing from the bus, it's like

Staring in the eyes of Lazarus

The voices

She hears the voices



Like a starving whisper no one ever heard

Like an epileptic hummingbird

The voices

She hears the voices



Repeat Refrain



Sal and Liz sitting at the Zoo

Sal says