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Safest town in America.

It must have been boring, huh?

Agnes and Marty made love?

Why are you keeping your husband's corpse

in your refrigerator? - You're in good company.

This is an ankle monitor.

Well, Shane said some of that drive

especially on her application to Hinkley Academy.

- I'm applying there too. - Does the DJ get to dance?

I'm just trying to understand how you and Hank are connected.

My letters, the evidence,

they destroyed it.

I don't like to leave a job unfinished,

Alison Grant.

Is that the fucking garbage man?

He's got me!

No signal.

Somebody help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help us!

Somebody help! Help!

Help! Somebody help!

Help! Help!

Somebody help us!

- Help! - Help us!

Alison?

Alison.

Where's Gary? What did you do to him?

I killed him, like I killed his brother.

Like I'm gonna kill you.

- Shut it off. - My God. Signal?

Bluetooth.

I'm sorry. I--it's my baby monitor.

My, my baby's crying. - Poor kid.

It's too bad.

You weren't even supposed to be here.

Poor baby.

He needs his mother.

You got me down in this goddamn bunker.

I don't wanna die in a pit.

Don't get cute.

Drop the phone.

I'm sorry. Okay. I just need to vent.

You're about to kill me and I can't even vent?

She needs to go through her venting process.

We all do. We need to go through it.

Yeah. I got a pit in my stomach

and I'm gonna die without help.

Shut up.

Drop the phone.

It's done.

Ah! Wait, wait.

You owe me an explanation,

right? - We need the why.

All the great villains have a confession.

Before they kill us, they tell us a soliloquy.

Make it long.

Ladies, I just get paid

to take out the trash.

No!

Oh, sorry that I have to do this.

- No! - Now you should have stayed

on your side of the fence.

- Rob. - Samira.

Holy shit.

- Are you okay? - Physically, yes.

But emotionally, that's yet to be seen.

Are you okay? Yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Actually, it was strangely kind of thrilling...

Oh, no.

Get off him!

Rob, are you okay?

Geez, Louise.

He must have caught his head on that.

No shit, Sherlock.

- Is he dead? - Yeah.

Okay.

So, I killed him.

I fucking killed him.

♪ If you're a long way ♪ ♪ from home ♪

♪ Something just ain't right ♪

♪ That's evil ♪

♪ Evil is goin' on wrong ♪

♪ I am warning you, brother ♪

♪ You better watch ♪ ♪ your happy home ♪

Let me through. - Look. It's them.

Miles.

He's good. He's good. It's okay, baby.

Mommy's right here. - He was great.

We're good buds now.

It's okay. We're okay.

Is that a body?

Hmm. Yeah.

Oh, is dead.

♪ If you make it ♪ ♪ to your house ♪

♪ Knock on the front door ♪

♪ Run around to the back ♪

♪ You'll catch him ♪

♪ Just before he go ♪

♪ And that's evil ♪

♪ Evil is goin' on ♪

Okay. What the hell happened out there?

♪ I am warnin' you, brother ♪

♪ You better watch ♪ ♪ your happy home ♪

I feel like there might be something else

they're not telling us.

Look, man, let me take this over.

- All right. - I got this.

- Why were you all out there? - Naveen and I

were telling Samira about our childhood hideout

and she wanted to see it.

And as soon as we got there,

out of nowhere this man...

- The garbage man? - Right.

He jumps out, amped up, ready to throw hands.

Now we tried to run but he blocked us,

so we had to fight back.

I mean, we were giving him

everything that we had.

He was like the Terminator.

He would not stay down.

Was there anyone else there with you?

- No. - No.

Can you think of any reason

why Walters would wanna target you?

Too many diapers in our bins?

So he attacks you without provocation?

It was random.

Though, he did also mention in the melee

that he'd murdered our neighbor.

- Which neighbor? - Gary. He lives--

lived in the Victorian.

So, yeah, I guess it's just, yeah,

sort of, run-of-the-mill random killing spree.

I know. But I got to say

people almost always have a motive.

There's tons of stories where people just wake up

in the morning, go to work for the 8,000th time,

and just snap.

So, who landed the final blow?

It was an accident.

I did it.

It was me.

Naveen...

You killed someone?

- I... - How'd you do it?

- I pushed him. - You pushed him?

He was heavy.

Did he die by push?

No, he fell.

He fell under this metal thingy which I pushed him onto

on purpose because I've killed him.

He's clearly traumatized.

This was self-defense.

Naveen the Peen, didn't know you had the cajones.

Way to talking in those pussy flaps

run of the big dogs, huh?

Garbage men are a bunch of stinky creeps.

I mean, it's a respectable union job.

Big night for Danny boy,

finally got to see the famous pit after all these years.

I got to be honest, little letdown.

And that shrine,

I can't even imagine what you two went through.

It must have been traumatic.

Losing your best friend all of a sudden.

Nobody to talk to.

I mean, you never get over something like that.

- Thanks. Yeah, it was... - Yeah. Yeah.

...pretty tough.

But I never understood

why you two had such a hard-on for this chick.

I mean, she was a real C U Next Thursday.

- There he is. - That's not even--

actually, it technically works I guess.

Well...

From where I stand,

this is all pretty cut and dry.

We're gonna write this up.

You folks have a good night.

wow.

What the actual fuck just happened?

You just saved my life.

That's what happened.

I wish we could have saved Gary too.

I'm never letting go of you.

You're trapped now here forever

In in the cul-de-sac of my arms.

There's nowhere else I'd rather be.

Honey, I love you.

Ow.

We gotta stop touching each other.

That really hurt, but I love you too.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

I thought I'd never see my boys again.

I know she wanted to be alone,

but do you think she's okay over there

all by herself without Gary?

Yeah.

We got the guy that did this to her.

She's safe now.

We all are.

Yeah.

I just hope that

even for a brief moment, he got the closure he needed

because he wanted to know what happened to his brother

just like I wanted to know what happened to me.

And he got so close to the truth,

you know, too close.

To Gary, a good guy.

And a bad neighbor.

Just to clarify one thing,

were you ever actually married to him?

No. It was just a cover in case someone discovered me.

Well, I'm sorry that I blew up your spot.

Here I was thinking everybody else was nosy neighbors.

Turns out it's us.

So, what's next, Al?

Uh, what's next

is I'm getting the fuck out of Hinkley Hills.

Yeah. I think I'm gonna leave tonight

'cause the garbage man is gone

and nobody else needs to know I'm here.

So, my secret dies with him

because you covered for me.

And the house? I don't know.

I still own it under a trust.

So, I might have my lawyers put it up for auction

and find you guys a weird new neighbor.

- Oh, God. - So, are you guys

here for a good time or a long time?

This is home.

Official Hiltonians.

I mean, technically, we're still my parents' tenants,

but I guess the house is as good as ours

even if it doesn't feel like ours.

Naveen, would you like to help me clean up

and take this stuff to the kitchen?

- Yeah. Sure. - Okay.

- Thanks a lot. - Thank you.

We spent the last 20 years wondering

what happened to you,

and now you're leaving again?

We need more than a few days.

We need weeks, years.

I'm finally free.

I, I don't have to look over my shoulder anymore.

Exactly. A better reason for you to stay.

I was never, ever gonna spend my whole life in Hinkley Hills.

You make it sound like it's a bad thing.

No. I didn't mean it like that. I just meant...

I never fit in here.

And this place holds a lot of bad memories.

Even though it holds a lot of good ones too, it does.

But I need to move on for my own peace and sanity.

I want to turn over a new leaf and let it go.

And you should too.

Don't forget about us.

I never did,

and I never will.

Thank you for looking out for me.

- I got you, girl. - And thank you, guys,

for always making me feel safe.

Now that my phone isn't in a ditch in the woods,

you know how to find me.

Yo, one more time for the boys?

- For the boys. - For the goddamn boys.

Get her in.

Sorry I'm late, guys. - Oh.

I thought we could use somethin' stronger tonight

than dry old sauv blanc.

Also, I brought some snacks to pass around.

So, please help yourselves. - See Alison's rubbed off on you.

- I'm never eating that again. - Now, that's how I feel

about tequila

ever since Marty and I went to Acapulco

on our honeymoon. - What happened in Acapulco?

I took my top off at dinner.

What? - I know that's right.

Lynn, you took your titties out?

This is like Rob with whiskey.

Banned. - No dark liquor,

no dark places as I always say.

A lack of berries with the juice.

- Glasses up, guys. Let's do it. - Woo.

- Throw it back. - Cheers.

That's my third.

I'm trashed.

I just get paid to take out the trash.

What's up, babe?

The garbage man said,

"I just get paid to take out the trash."

What about it? I mean,

that's some weird thing to say, isn't it?

And, and it's the way he said it,

"I just get paid to take out the trash."

It was like paid and trash.

What are you talking about here?

What are you sayin'? - Saying I'm paid

to take the trash out implies...

you're paid by someone.

And what if Walters' just following somebody else's orders

and what if that somebody else is still out there?

Or I can just accept that we got the guy

and it's all over.

That's what Alison did.

♪ I do it all night long ♪

♪ Hey, yo, yo ♪ ♪ Yo, yo, hey ♪

♪ Ooh, I got a new one ♪ ♪ For ya ♪

♪ I like the way that sounds ♪

♪ I'm 'bout to do it for ya ♪

♪ I like to break it down ♪

Tod, you in here? You may enter.

I got something to show you.

Are you ready for this one? - Yeah.

No monitor.

I did my time and I'm no longer under sac arrest.

Sounds French, you know? Sac arrest.

Where's the enthusiasm, Tod?

Aren't you happy for me?

Thrilled to bits.

I mean, I guess your range of emotions tends to be

on the, you know, subtle side.

I'm good with that.

Well, what does Dana Dog want to do

now that she's free to get her groove on?

I want a breach of perimeter.

I wanna get the fuck out of this cul-de-sac.

All right then. Let's do it.

God, I love this street.

I've been thinkin'. You know what's weird?

Everyone that lives in this neighborhood?

That part.

No follow up on the garbage man.

Barely any news.

I mean, it's like nobody even mentions Gary.

The whole town just swept it under the rug

like nothin' happened. - I mean,

I guess the whole murderous garbage man

does slightly chafe with the safest town

in America thing. - Almost like a cover-up.

Yeah. It would slightly support your theory.

- What the hell? - What is it?

"He helped me start a new chapter.

Here's a chance to start yours.

Keep it, sell it, blow it the free

whatever you wanna do.

All my love, Alison."

I don't get it.

Alison made us the trustees.

What?

The Victorian is ours.

I need to close this loop.

I really wanna make sure that this is over.

If you say that there's more to this,

then there's more to it.

I appreciate that.

This is very Mr. and Mrs. Smith of us.

Mr. and Mrs. Fisher.

Or dare I say it, quite Bond?

Ugh. Not Sean Connelly again.

Right. It's Connery.

And I stand by the fact that it is a very good impression.

Giving Austin Powers meets Shrek.

If that's what you're going for, I love it.

You're killing me here.

That right there, is too soon.

Fair. Oh, this is so confusing.

Why would the garbage man go after all of these people?

So, none of them seem to have any connection.

Unless-- you know how Danny said--

and yes, I know I'm referencing Danny

that, uh, everyone has a motive?

I kinda zoned out after he said

the thing about Naveen's pussy flaps.

Yeah. Well, he was right about one thing.

They always do. - Unless they suddenly snap.

Yeah. But the garbage man didn't snap

over the course of 20 years.

He had to have a motive.

So, I'm saying that

there has to be a connective thread here.

Do we need to establish a pattern?

♪ Loving him is ♪

Bet. man.

♪ Loving him is fiction ♪

♪ to be here ♪

- God, I love this place. - ♪ attention ♪

I never thought that I'd stay in Hinkley Hills my whole life,

but... here I am.

Okay. I know that the suburbs get a bad rep sometimes,

but I've lived a lot of places in my life

and this is one of the best.

It's a good place to grow up.

- Do you want kids? - I want nothing more.

- Me too. - Cool. Me too.

You said that already.

You know, I'm, I'm really glad that you texted me.

I'm glad you gave me another shot.

I, I totally did not deserve it after the way I acted.

And I totally would have understood

if you never wanted to see me again.

- But I'm so-- - Naveen. Naveen.

I like you, Naveen.

And you have really great taste to music.

You think so?

Uh-hmm.

♪ called lies ♪

Cool.

Wow.

Mr. Whitmore is here. Who's that?

My history teacher, junior year.

What's his deal?

Mr. Shitmore,

kind of an open goal for a kid like Danny Daniels.

He's the most hated teacher at Hinkley High.

- What'd he do? - I remember this year

where he failed a lot of the kids in his class,

which to be fair, they kind of deserved

because they were all quite lazy and stupid.

But then the parents complained to the principal

and the school board, tried to get him fired.

- Did they fire him? - No, they didn't.

So, what happened to him?

He died.

How'd he die?

A hiking accident in the Rockies,

which I remember being weird at the time.

And why is that weird? I could have sworn

I'd seen him in the library that morning.

I don't know, maybe I didn't.

Well, you did. And someone's lying.

I've also been listening to a lot of like

Ethiopian jazz lately

to clear my head

after everything with the attack.

Yeah. No. I'm sorry. Like, I just--

I didn't know if I should bring it up or if...

No. It's fine.

I'm, I'm--I should talk about it more.

I'm trying to talk about my feelings more in general.

Apparently, therapy works. Oh.

You are ticking off some big boxes, Naveen.

We love men in therapy.

Were you terrified? - I was really terrified.

But then my papa bear instincts kicked in and that was it.

That was a wrap. I was like Super Mario

getting a power up.

Let's go.

Anyway, it's like a super strength

entered into my body

that I didn't even know was in me.

Like, those moms that lift cars off their kids.

I didn't wanna kill him, but I couldn't let

my little buddy, Miles, grow up without his parents.

You wanna hear a crazy theory

about the garbage man? - What's that?

I think he was working for someone.

- The town? - No,

like a work-for-hire assassin, like a henchman.

Well, then why would he come after you?

Oh. He, he didn't come after me per se,

but there were others. - I'm sorry.

I'm not following. - Okay.

It's a crazy story. - Okay. I'm listening.

The guy that owned this place...

- Uh-hmm. - ...Hank...

- Uh-hmm. - ...disappeared, right?

Oh, no.

Oh.

Ugh.

Agnes...

to what do I owe this distinct displeasure?

Lynn, I've come to speak to you woman to woman.

What does that mean?

I'm not gonna pussyfoot around it.

I know. - Know, know what?

- About you and Bill. - Oh,

I, I don't know what you're talking about.

Let's not do this.

I've seen the suggestive gardening.

I know he joined your woods walk.

Don't think I am not aware of everything

that goes on in my neighborhood.

And don't think that I don't know...

about you and Marty.

Are you really gonna hold something against me

that happened in the past

with someone who is no longer with us?

- Yes. - You really do need

to learn to let things go.

Bill is a lovely man.

And frankly, he deserves better than you.

Lynn, are you aware

that Marty never pulled the proper permits

when you renovated your kitchen?

I let it slide because, hmm, we were close.

But there's a very hefty fine.

And on consideration,

I think I'll have to call the inspector.

See you around, neighbor.

Oh, Marty, we are fucked.

Ah, man, what the fuck?

Oh, hey. House key privilege.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I didn't mean to re-traumatize you,

but this is an emergency.

- Are you okay? - I am very much not.

I came to you because you're a friend,

but more importantly, at this exact moment,

because you're a lawyer. - Okay. Go on.

Yeah. I desperately need expert legal advice.

And this can be a private conversation, correct?

Uh, attorney-client privilege,

I waive my secrets, uh, double indemnity.

Well, that's not exactly how this works.

I have been keeping Marty's body in my fridge

for the last six months.

- You serious? - Deadly serious.

I, I didn't kill him.

He, he was getting eggs

and he had a heart attack

and he's still in there.

And an inspector is coming.

This is above my pay grade.

I mean, failure to report a death is a felony.

I was afraid you would confirm that.

So, what are my options?

Who else knows about this?

Dana and Tod, and now you.

Ugh. Damn.

Why am I always murder adjacent?

I didn't kill him, but I can't get arrested.

I have--I have delicate wrists and I run cold.

Oh, God. They'll find him.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Why didn't I bury him when I had the chance?

I have an idea.

Going left, this way.

Shh, shush.

Okay, left. Wait.

No, this way. Stay straight. Stay straight.

I know, but... Veering.

Sorry, I'm directionally challenged.

You gotta work on your biceps, Tod.

It's pinching my finger.

Tod? Oh.

Ah. Oh, it's on my foot.

Fuck. Shh.

Hey.

That's it.

Rest well, buddy.

If I could just say a few words.

Marty, you were so loved.

You were a wonderful friend,

father, and husband most of the time.

I spent over half my life with you

and I will miss you every day.

Even though you hurt me,

I forgive you.

And even though...

you won't be with me anymore,

you'll always be next door.

Um, I, I really loved your pie.

It was--it was a very good pie.

We're gonna take care of your gal over here, Marty.

We're surrounding Lynn

and you'll rest well in this spot.

People already think there are bones in there.

Might as well be yours, right?

I wish I could have met you,

but you could say I met you in a way.

Are those from Agnes' yard?

Oh, right.

Tod, you have a death wish.

Go first. But you know,

I don't want to get my berries from there.

Yoo-hoo.

Is that Hinkley Hills' hottest, bravest couple?

- Hey. - Hi.

- After us, of course. - Uh-hmm.

How you healin', Benedict Cumberbitch?

Yeah. It's good stuff.

It's actually pretty painful

and traumatic, but thanks.

Oof, totally.

Did you hear?

Your neighbor, Gary,

bequeathed the Victorian to the town in his will.

Isn't that such a pleasant

and unexpected surprise? - Yeah. Wow.

Most surprises tend to be unexpected.

Oh, my God, you're so funny. I know.

- British. - Yeah.

You know he was murdered, right?

Ugh. I don't like to dwell.

Uh, that cat was such a weirdo.

too is thrilled, of course.

We can finally clean up

my great-great-grandfather's home

and restore it to its former glory.

I didn't realize you were a Hinkley.

We don't like to flaunt the pedigree.

- Hinkleys stay humble. - Sorry not sorry in advance

for all the construction noise.

Anyway, it is so good to see you, guys.

We'll see you guys around? Okay.

Yes? Sounds good.

But Alison gave us the deed and the keys,

so why lie?

She's here.

Hi, honey.

I have some big news.

Oh, lay it on me.

Guess who got into Hinkley Academy?

What? Yes.

Girl, I'm so proud of you.

Oh, I can't say I'm surprised.

Ah. - You will remember us

when you do inevitably end up in the White House.

Exactly.

I'll give you that.

Was there anything else?

Um, I overheard Ainsley's mom

and grandma outside just now.

They said the people the academy let in this year are trash.

I'm sorry. They-- they're just jealous, okay?

I have so many words for them right now,

not of which would be appropriate

to say in front of you.

It's okay.

Your boy Naveen coming tonight?

Um, unfortunately not.

He's on a second date.

- Are you okay, hun? - Yeah. Sorry.

Rory told me she overheard Agnes and Lauren say

she and the other kids that got into Hinkley Hills Academy

this year are trash.

What? - And I just--

I feel a way about it. I heard

that Agnes' granddaughter didn't get a spot.

She was actually one of the parents

that went for that teacher that I was...

- Uh-hmm. - ...telling you about.

Agnes led some insane crusade

to try to get him fired.

- And then he died. - Uh-hmm.

- Agnes hated Alison, right? - Yeah.

- Go with me on this. - Hokas are on. Do it.

For decades,

people in Hinkley Hills have gone missing.

We weren't the only ones who went missing.

He's about as much in Hawaii

as Elvis is running a gas station on Pittsburgh.

Alison and Gary found the link,

but they couldn't find the motive.

I think I did.

All right. Get on with it.

Everyone on Alison and Gary's list

of potential victims went against the town.

Okay. They were a nuisance.

They were a problem.

They were trash. But then the parents

complained to the principal and the school board,

tried to get him fired. There was a guy

who sold handbags out of the trunk of his car.

A small business owner refused to sell.

And the garbage man took them out.

I just get paid...

to take out the trash.

It's a bit on the nose. He said paid,

implying that he was following someone else's orders.

Girl, you get the trash truck doing the damn thing

on a Sunday. - Come on.

What are you trying to say?

Who is rabidly hell-bent

on keeping this town pristine at all costs?

Who terrorizes their neighbors?

Who uses their position to, to keep people in line?

Think of it as your new bible.

The evil overlord.

The person that spent 25 years

devoting their life to keeping Hinkley Hills the...

Safest town in America.

HOA President

Agnes Festersen.

♪ Bum, bum be-dum, ♪ ♪ bum, bum be-dum bum ♪

♪ What's wrong with me? ♪ ♪ Bum, bum be-dum ♪

♪ Bum, bum be-dum bum ♪ ♪ Why do I feel like this? ♪

♪ Bum, bum be-dum ♪

♪ Bum, bum be-dum bum ♪ ♪ I'm going crazy now ♪

♪ Bum, bum be-dum, bum ♪

♪ No more gas... ♪ - Uh-oh.

Oh, he's got moves.

That's right, ladies.

This DJ can dance. - Wow.

Naveen's famous ñadas, short for piña coladas.

Just think about it too much.

♪ It's a thief ♪ ♪ in the night... ♪

Hmm.

It tastes like vacation. - Right?

Top secret recipe. - Wow.

What's the secret? - No, for real.

Like, it's like a top secret recipe.

♪ It's too close for comfort ♪ ♪ Oh ♪

All right. All right.

I'll tell you.

But you got to promise me.

You can't tell anybody.

No. Your secret is safe with me.

- Okay. - Uh-hmm.

The secret is the dark rum float.

♪ Disturbia ♪

♪ It's like the darkness ♪ is the light ♪

♪ Disturbia ♪

♪ Am I scaring you tonight? ♪

♪ Disturbia ♪

♪ Ain't used ♪ ♪ to what you like ♪

♪ Disturbia ♪

♪ Disturbia ♪

Okay. But the entire mission of the HOA

is to keep Hinkley Hills safe, orderly,

and clean. - Yeah. But surely,

the whole of the homeowners association can't be involved

in some murderous town-like conspiracy, can they?

Let's look at the book.

We should go on a vacation sometime.

I, uh--I'm really good on boats.

And I'm really good at pools...

And nadas.

Ñadas

- I'm gonna grab dessert. - Okay. Yeah.

Oh, let me take care of these.

Now, we should at least be wary of anyone at the top,

especially anyone close to Agnes and...

Right, you know.

Oh, my goodness.

- Shit. - Hmm.

That was amazing.

Oh, I can't take credit.

My friend gave me the recipe.

I'm gonna be right back.

I'm just gonna run to the, uh,

ladies' room. - Okay.

♪ It was tragic, they say ♪

Wait. But just because she's there

doesn't necessarily mean she's involved.

And also, what would the HOA

have specifically against Naveen?

They think he killed their guy.

♪ Sitting alone ♪

Hey. I think I...

put too much secret in the--in the ñadas.

Oh, no. Are you okay?

I feel...

♪ To pay for our sins ♪

Is he picking up? Naveen. Leave a...

Shit. It's going straight to voicemail.

Try again.

Naveen, leave a...

The lights are on. Okay.

Hurry. Come on.

I'm comin'. Naveen?

Naveen.

Naveen?

Naveen.

Naveen?

Oh, no. This is bad.

Rob.

Stop!

Naveen! Shit.

It's them.

Nobody kidnaps our friend in our neighborhood

and gets away with it.

♪ Disturbia ♪

♪ It's like the darkness ♪ ♪ is the light ♪

♪ Disturbia ♪

♪ Am I scaring you tonight? ♪

♪ Disturbia ♪

♪ Ain't used to what you like ♪

♪ Disturbia, disturbia ♪

♪ Bum bum be-dum, ♪ ♪ bum bum be-dum bum ♪

♪ Bum bum be-dum, ♪ ♪ bum bum be-dum bum ♪

♪ Bum bum be-dum, ♪ ♪ bum bum be-dum bum ♪

♪ Bum bum be-dum, ♪ ♪ bum bum be-dum bum ♪

♪ Faded pictures on the wall ♪

♪ It's like they talkin' ♪ ♪ to me ♪

♪ Disconnected, no one calls ♪

♪ The phone don't even ring ♪

♪ I gotta get out ♪ ♪ or figure this [...] out ♪

♪ It's too close ♪ ♪ for comfort, oh ♪

♪ It's a thief in the night ♪

♪ to come and grab you. Ooh ♪

♪ It can creep up inside you ♪

♪ and consume you, ooh ♪

♪ A disease of the mind ♪

♪ it can control you, ooh ♪

♪ I feel like a monster, oh ♪

♪ Put on your brake lights ♪

♪ You're in the city of wonder ♪

♪ City lights ♪ ♪ Ain't gon' play nice ♪

♪ Watch out ♪ ♪ you might just... ♪