text: Just another microcosm somewhere in the ether
  Putting the world to rights with Bing Crosby eyes
  Oversharing and its bitter aftertaste
  Exactly the wrong time in exactly the wrong place
  Save it for a rainy day
  Baby, you go hard in the paint
  Its just another race to anyways
  Philanthropic toga party
  What a place for both the opposite sides of my double life to finally collide
  Sharing secrets I was taking to the grave
  Nosebleeds from epiphanies I took full in the face
  Oh, come all by the fire, babe, let’s all participate
  In yet another race to anyways
  Oh, hows your Mum and Dad been doing with the generation gap?
  Yeah, Im behind my movie camera
  I’ve got my megaphone
  You can call me Alexander
  Its nice to meet you all
  Listening to the Shipping Forecast
  Driving to the airport
  Me and the guys
  Metropolis ablaze in the rear view
  Devising methods to both have and eat your cake
  Mmm, just like the ones that Mother Nature used to bake
  You look as if you know exactly what Im gonna say
  Its just another race to
  Anyways