Dune

My arms are holding a ruby
My head is rumbling like Siberia Express
Can't remember what I'm here for
Or what I've done the night before
I've got a box in my pocket
With a mystic text and joyride spice
I read the note as I walk out the door:
"Meet us at the gate to Metropolis"
Rather confused I continue
To walk out the door in the house I am in
Can't believe what my eyes see
This looks like 'nam in 73
This place is trashed pretty bad
My car is a wreck and the neighbour's cat is on fire
The street starts to shake
As parts of the night appear in my mind
Hey! Scream with us
Hey! Dance with us
Hey! The rushes of joy
Blinding lights
Hey! Scream with us
Hey! Dance with us
Hey! The rushes of joy
Blinding lights
As I walk down the road
People seem tense and crammed with fear
I stop to ask what's going on
When a shiny girl breaks my world with her words: