Lorde - Team

Wait 'til you’re announced

We’ve not yet lost all our graces

The hounds will stay in chains

Look upon your greatness that you’ll send the call out

Send the call out

Call all the ladies out

They’re in their finery

A hundred jewels on throats

A hundred jewels between teeth

Now bring my boys in

Their skin in craters like the moon

The moon we love like a brother, while he glows through the room

Dancin' around the lies we tell

Dancin' around big eyes as well

Even the comatose they don’t dance and tell

We live in cities you'll never see on screen

Not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things

Living in ruins of the palace within my dreams

And you know, we're on each other's team

I'm kind of over getting told to throw my hands up in the air