Text: The Fruit Bats. Slipping Through The Sensors.

Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on through the sensors
Made in the mists of the abyss.

Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on through the sensors
Superheroes fighting crime with love and broken fists.

Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on through the sensors
Made in the mists of the abyss.

Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on through the sensors
Made in the mists of the abyss.

Slipping on through the sensors
Tripping over rails and fences
Slipping on through the sensors
Superheroes fighting crime with love and broken fists.