Bruce Hornsby, Ezra Koenig ft. Blake Mills - Sidelines Lyrics

I'm traveling now to Salem
I'm a judge at a jury trial
Got to get there by morning sunrise
Got to save someone's innocent life

Open up, open up hysteria
Fear at a, at a fever pitch
Fever streets walk don't walk
Crowded sky of ventilators
Antennas out, under the
Moving sky moving sky

Moving road, billboards flying by
Rental cars, tubes and tires and chains
Everything around me silently linked
Signs generating reality

Open up, open up hysteria
Fear at a, at a fever pitch
Fever streets walk don't walk
Crowded sky of ventilators
Antennas out, under the
Moving sky moving sky

Now every surface lethal
Wipe it down and change your mood
A shapeless, creeping, growing thing
A Salem barrister's Waterloo
Open up, open up hysteria
Fear at a, at a fever pitch
Fever streets walk don't walk
Crowded sky of ventilators, antennas out
Under the moving sky moving sky

Open up, open up hysteria
Fear at a, at a fever pitch
Fever streets walk don't walk
Crowded sky of ventilators
Antennas out, under the
Moving sky moving sky

As we sit on the sidelines