text: Old yellow bricks, loves a risk
  Quite the little escapologist
  Looked so miffed when you wished
  For a thousand places better than this
  You are the fugitive but you dont know what youre running from
  You cant kid us and you couldnt trick anyone
  Houdini, love, you dont know what youre running away from
  Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
  Blinded by nostalgia
  Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
  She was enraged by the way
  That the emperor were trapped in the cage
  And the days she deemed dull
  Leading to nights reading beer bottles
  Youre such a fugitive but you dont know what youre running from
  You cant kid us and you couldnt trick anyone
  Houdini, love, you dont know what youre running away from
  Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
  Blinded by nostalgia
  Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
  Youre at a loss just because
  It wasnt all that you thought it was
  You are the fugitive but you dont know what youre running away from
  She said, I want to sleep in the city that never wakes up
  And revel in nostalgia
  I know I said, Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
  But Dorothy was right though