(Verse) This place, a desert island getaway A concrete Zanzibar We fill the streets with our drunken hearts Incense mixed with lust We’re free, exactly where we need to be We’re too scared to leave We run this town like a paradigm A ghetto in the sun
(Pre-Chorus) We’re stuck here Will thrive here
(Chorus) Welcome to the lost boys club We’re more alive here than anyone Come fall in love in the Lost Boys Club
(Verse 2) I think the city has it all for me I mean, for us I want all pricks in ironic art In jokes just for us