I stand on a cold iron pole
Watching this new city roll
The blueprints are laid on the grass
Waiting for the daylight to pass
Click-clack go the switches in line
Bringing the golden grid to shine
One by one the streetlights awake
Giving the prairie a shake
The coasters are climbing the hill
The air is a sudden cold chill
The guests in their coats walk the street
Counting the rhythm and beat
Click-clack go the switches in line
Bringing the golden grid to shine
One by one the streetlights awake
Giving the prairie a shake
The burger stands smell like a fry
Under a deep purple sky
The coffee is black and it's hot
Parking the cars in the lot
Click-clack go the switches in line
Bringing the golden grid to shine
One by one the streetlights awake
Giving the prairie a shake
The ticket booth closes its door
The crowds want a little bit more
I flicker a warm yellow hue
Painting the whole valley new
Click-clack go the switches in line
Bringing the golden grid to shine
One by one the streetlights awake
Giving the prairie a shake
Keep the coffee brewing tonight
Under my steady yellow light
Just a flicker in the dark
Lighting up the theme park
