The Cult — Zap City

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Indians’ bones are crushed to dust
On the road to Zap City
Devil’s slow to recognize
Whether we all live in Zap City
Young girls flock to the beaches
Checkin’ out boys, checking out creatures
Pacify, sanctify (to the old deal), Zap City
Zap City, she’s so pretty
We ordain, mother to many
Zap City, she’s so pretty
The girl of your dreams

Livin’ in stations, sandy girls
Hot on Route 66 to Zap City
Another day in paradise
Metropolis moves like a hungry wolf
Desert palm trees, are they real
Line the roadside to Zap City
Buildings red, blood from the sky
Dancing drug addicts, real so far
Zap City, she’s so pretty
We ordain, mother to many
Zap City, she’s so pretty
The girl of your dreams
Zap City, she’s so pretty
We ordain, mother to many
Zap City, she’s so pretty
The girl of your dreams
Gasoline, mescaline

Abrasive she-dog bites
Beauty queen wrapped up too tight
Getting high, staying up all night
Siren’s call breaks through the night
God, oh, he’s got to fly
Zap City, you know she’s so pretty
She’s so goddamn pretty
Zap City, she’s so pretty
We ordain, mother to many
Zap City, she’s so pretty
The girl of your dreams
Zap City, she’s so pretty
We ordain, mother to many
Zap City, she’s so pretty
The girl of your dreams
Zap City, she’s so pretty
We ordain, mother to many
Zap City, she’s so pretty
The girl of your dreams