PUMP FOUR
Records alone at night and has never played a show
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.45
- vocal at
- 7.6s
- length
- 4:02
- language
- En
lyrics
(a forecourt hums at 3 a.m.) Pump four is free. The strip light hums above pump four Moths are praying at the door I stack the tins, I face the shelf The radio talks to itself (static, static) The same cab circles, slow and sure Like it's guarding something pure (round, round) The lights stay on (on and on) The lights stay on For no one, all night long The lights stay on Somebody might need somewhere The lights stay on (on... on...) The coffee machine died at three It sighed like it was leaving me A woman bought one plastic lighter Her hands were shaking, eyes were brighter I said, on the house tonight She held it like a pilot light (flick... flick...) At four the bread van, five the birds The world reloads without a word (round, round) The lights stay on (on and on) The lights stay on For no one, all night long The lights stay on Somebody might need somewhere The lights stay on (on... on...) I'm not lonely, I'm on shift There's a difference. There's a list. Somewhere. Probably. In the back. (the ice machine agrees) The lights stay on The lights stay on The lights stay on The lights stay on (on and on and on) Pump four is free. (the moths applaud the dawn)