Constantines - Seven A.M. Lyrics

We're paperlessWon't document thisUnder surveillanceReconnaissanceThe nation of the sleepingAnd its promotionsWe slip beneath the marqueeIn a car named AnadyrHiding beneath the streetlightsBy the ticket windowWatching saddened sidewalk kidsLine up like the faded movie postersWhat's been watching?What's been hidingBetween the continents and seven a.m.?Keep an eye on the neighborhoodAnd an eye raised to the skyAny airplane entering our airspaceWill be shot downWhat's been watching?What's been hiding?We're paperlessWon't document thisNo emotionNo box office