This Place Is A Prison

Artists : Postal Service, The : This Place Is A Prison

this place is a prison, these people aren't your friends
inhaling thrills through twenty dollar bills
and the tumblers are drained and then flooded again and again

there's guards at the onramps armed to the teeth
and you may case the grounds from the cascades to puget sound
but you are not permitted to leave

i know there's a big world out there like the one that i saw on the screen
in my living room late last night, it was almost too bright to see
i know that it's not a party if it happens every night
pretending there's glamour and candelabra when you're drinking by candlelight

what does it take to get a drink in this place?
what does it take, how long must i wait?
what does it take to get a drink in this place?
what does it take, how long must i wait?
how long must i