Random Song Lyrics Thread

[Pariah]

It's a mystery to me
The game commences
For the usual fee
Plus expenses
Confidential information
It's in a diary
This is my investigation
It's not a public inquiry

 

I go checking out the reports
Digging up the dirt
You get to meet all sorts
In this line of work
Treachery and treason
There's always an excuse for it
And when I find the reason
I still can't get used to it

 

And what have you got
At the end of the day?
What have you got
To take away?
A bottle of whisky
And a new set of lies
Blinds on a window
And a pain behind the eyes

 

Scarred for life
No compensation
Private investigations

[Pariah]

There's gotta be a record of you someplace
You gotta be on somebody's books
The lowdown, a picture of your face
Your injured looks
The sacred and profane
The pleasure and the pain
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And it's your face I'm looking for
On every street

 

A ladykiller, regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says, "What can I tell you as I'm standing next to you?"
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh, it's a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks over Liberty explode in the heat
And it's your face I'm looking for
On every street

 

A three-chord symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
It's a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
Seems to me such a waste
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
And it's your face I'm looking for
On every street

 

And it's your face, I'm looking for
On every street

[Michael Hopcroft]

Is it all in that pretty little head of yours?
What goes on in that place in the dark?
Well, I used to know a girl and I could have sworn
That her name was Veronica

Oh well, she used to have a carefree mind of her own
And a delicate look in her eye
These days I'm afraid she's not even sure
If her name is Veronica

Do you suppose that waiting hands on eyes
Veronica has gone to hide?
And all the time she laughs at those
Who shout her name and steal her clothes
Veronica
Veronica
Veronica (veronica)

Do the days drag by? Did the favors wane?
Did he roam down the town all the while?
Will you wake from your dream with a wolf at the door
Reaching out for Veronica

Well, it was all of sixty-five years ago
When the world was the street where she lived
And a young man sailed on a ship in the sea
With a picture of Veronica

On the Empress of India
And as she closed her eyes upon the world
And picked upon the bones of last week's news
She spoke his name out loud again

Do you suppose that waiting hands on eyes
Veronica has gone to hide?
And all the time she laughs at those
Who shout her name and steal her clothes
Veronica
Veronica
Veronica (veronica)

Veronica sits in her favorite chair
She sits very quiet and still
And they call her a name that they never get right
And if they don't then nobody else will

But she used to have a carefree mind of her own
With a devilish look in her eye
Saying, "You can call me anything you like
But my name is Veronica"

Do you suppose that waiting hands on eyes
Veronica has gone to hide?
And all the time she laughs at those
Who shout her name and steal her clothes
Veronica
Veronica
Oh (oh) Veronica

[Pariah]

Say what you mean
Mean what you say

 

Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Think about the words
That you're using
Speak for yourself
Say what's on your mind
Think about the life
That you're choosing

 

Whenever you need somebody
Whenever you're looking
For somebody who knows
When trouble won't leave you alone.

 

Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Look into the world of tomorrow
Say what you want
Want what is true
Check out of the room
Full of sorrow

 

I'm ready to take you with me
I'm ready to be the one
Who's there by your side
When you've just got
Nowhere to hide.

 

And oh,

The angels will walk with you
Whenever you need them
Yeah, the glory that comes with love
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And oh,
The treasure that waits for us
Whenever we need it
Now, I just can't hold it back
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

 

The work and the pain
The thunder and the rain
The word of the earth has been spoken
The bird on the wing
Free as the wind
Knowing that the spell
Has been broken

 

Now you can laugh with meaning
Now you can throw away
The cloak of disguise
As you turn your face
To the sky

 

The blue of the night
The secrets of the light
The touch of the hand
That can lead you
I known you recognize
The shiver of surprise
Then you realize
That he's seen you

 

Into the strange unknown of love
Standing before me
How your nakedness shows
Now I just can't leave you alone

 

Ah oh,
I'm ready to take you now
Whenever you want to go
Yeah, my heart is there for you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And oh,
The glory that comes with love
For always and ever, now
Now you can feel me love
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

 

Say what you mean, mean what you say
Tell me about the love that you're feeling
Say what you mean what you say 

[death tribble]

Hello, this is Joannie, I'm sorry but I'm not home
But if you leave me your name and number
I promise, soon as I get in I'll phone
Joannie, came over to my house last night
I drank a little too much red and we got into a fight
She said I'm leavin' and I let her go alone
I felt so damn bad this morning, I reached right for the phone
And called her right away, to beg her to forgive
The phone rang once, the phone rang twice
And then I heard her say-hey

Hello, this is Joannie, I'm sorry but I'm not home
But if you leave me your name and number
I promise, soon as I get in I'll phone

Joannie, I'm sorry and I'm feelin' oh so small
That was the message that I left and I waited for her call
I waited with a sinkin' feeling in my heart
Not knowin' if she'd forgive me was tearin' me apart
I couldn't go home this way, I had to call again
The phone rang once, the phone rang twice
And then I heard her say-hey
Hello, this is Joannie, I'm sorry but I'm not home
But if you leave me your name and number
I promise, soon as I get in I'll phone

My phone rang and my heart sang, my baby's called at last
In stead it was a friend who said that Joannie's car had crashed
I never should've let her drive home angry from my place
I'd never hold her again and kiss that funny face
But still there was a way to hear her voice again
The phone rang once, the phone rang twice
And then I heard her say-hey
Hello, this is Joannie, I'm sorry but I'm not home
(I'm so sorry Joannie)
But if you leave me your name and number
I promise, soon as I get in I'll phone
(Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Hello, this is Joannie, I'm sorry but I'm not home
But if you leave me your name and number
I promise, soon as I get in I'll phone
[fade]

[death tribble]

"Hey, ain't life wonderful ? Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful... Isn't it wonderful now ?"

I close my eyes when I get too sad
I think thoughts that I know are bad
Close my eyes and I count to ten
Hope it's over when I open them

I want the things that I had before
Like a Star Wars poster on my bedroom door
I wish I could count to ten
Make everything be wonderful again

Hope my mom and I hope my dad
Will figure out why they get so mad
Hear them scream, I hear them fight
They say bad words that make me wanna cry

Close my eyes when I go to bed
And I dream of angels who make me smile
I feel better when I hear them say
Everything will be wonderful someday

Promises mean everything when you're little
And the world's so big
I just don't understand how
You can smile with all those tears in your eyes
Tell me everything is wonderful now

Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now

I go to school and I run and play
I tell the kids that it's all okay
I laugh aloud so my friends won't know
When the bell rings I just don't wanna go home

Go to my room and I close my eyes
I make believe that I have a new life
I don't believe you when you say
Everything will be wonderful someday

Promises mean everything when you're little
And the world is so big
I just don't understand how
You can smile with all those tears in your eyes
When you tell me everything is wonderful now

No
No, I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now
No
No, I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now

I don't wanna hear you say
That I will understand someday
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna hear you say
You both have grown in a different way
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna meet your friends
And I don't wanna start over again
I just want my life to be the same
Just like it used to be
Some days I hate everything
I hate everything
Everyone and everything
Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now...

I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now

[Michael Hopcroft]

Faces filled with joy and cheer
What a magical time of year
Howdy Ho! It's Weasel Stomping Day!

Put your Viking helmet on
Spread that mayonnaise on the lawn
Don't you know it's Weasel Stomping Day?

All the little girls and boys
Love that wonderful crunching noise!
You'll know what this day's about
When you stomp a weasel's guts right out!

So, come along and have a laugh
Snap their weasely spines in half
Grab your boots and stomp your cares away!
Hip hip hooray, it's Weasel Stomping Day!

People up and down the street
Crushing weasels beneath their feet
Why we do it, who can say?
But it's such a festive holiday,

So let the stomping fun begin!
Bash their weasely skulls right in!
It's tradition, that makes it okay

Hey everyone, it's Weasel Stomping
We'll have some fun on Weasel Stomping
Put down your gun, it's Weasel Stomping Day!
Hip Hip Hooray, it's Weasel Stomping Day!
Weasel Stomping Day

[Pariah]

Best of three, the angel said
As daylight burst behind his head
Jacob all night wrestling with his angel

 

Then out into the Boul' St. Mich
He cruises in a new Corniche
Now doesn't God stand up for b-a-s-t-a-r-d-s

 

Baby you can't lose it
You'd be mad to choose it
Don¹t you know he was born to do you down

 

You can't cheat your fate girl
Check the time and date girl
Don't you know he was born to do you down

 

But guys who show how much they care
Try hard to please and get nowhere
You know that every girl round here

Got built-in bastard radar

 

Baby you can't lose it
You'd be mad to choose it
Don't you know he was born to do you down

 

'Cause what will be will always be
Though stinging kills the honey bee
You know that every girl on Earth's

Got built in bastard radar

 

I'm singing "one-two" in the mike
You know I'm testing
I'm singing "death where is thy sting?"
It's only resting

 

And thank God every woman knows
It's piss and wind and fancy clothes
That make a man a man, thank God

For built-in bastard radar

[Pariah]

In the after silence

Fighting leaves behind
I try to think it over
But my mind's gone blind

I lost the right to argue

Somewhere down the line

 

I had to tell
She told me to
Go to Hell
And here I am

 

In the gaping hole
Home truths tear in a home
Married to this hurting
I know it's all my fault

 

Who can tell
Looks like we have
A house to sell

 

Now she'll never know
What anyone could tell her
Now she'll never know
What anyone can see
Now she won't believe me
Ever again, completely

 

Now I hang around
Feet back on the ground
I just can't stand
I just can't stand

 

Now she'll never know
What anyone could tell her
Now she'll never know
What anyone can see
Now she won't believe me
Ever again, completely
Now she'll never know
Or ever dream
How much she means to me

[Pariah]

On promenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins
Where ceremonies pause at the jewelers shop display
Feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes
Till they commit themselves to the muted journey home

 

And the pool player rests on another cue
Last nights hero picking up his dues
A honeymoon gambled on a ricochet
She's staring at the brochures at the holidays

 

Chalking up a name in your hometown
Standing all your mates to another round
Laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles

The warm wet circles

 

I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths
A classroom's shabby butterflies
Flirt in the glow of stranded telephone boxes

 

Planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts
And token proclamations
Rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass

 

Sharing cigarettes with experience
With her giggling jealous confidantes
She faithfully traces his name
With quick bitten fingernails

 

Through the tears of condensation
That'll cry through the night
As the glancing headlights of the last bus
Kiss adolescence goodbye

 

In a warm wet circle
Like a mother's kiss on your first broken heart
A warm wet circle
Like a bullet hole in Central Park
A warm wet circle
And I'll always surrender
To the warm wet circles

 

She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse
Giving it all away before it's too late
She'll let a lover's tongue move in a warm wet circle
Giving it all away, showing no shame

 

She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart
A warm wet circle
She'll realize that she played her part
In a warm wet circle

[Pariah]

Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
Wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding
Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears, invisible tears
Safe in my own words, learning from my own words
Cruel joke, cruel joke

 

Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
A morning mare rides, in the starless shutters of my eyes
The spirit of a misplaced childhood is rising to speak his mind
To this orphan of heartbreak, disillusioned and scarred
A refugee, refugee.

[Clonus]

My Tia Pepa, she's got a mood disorder

She's either happy, or she'll drown you in the sea

My Tio Bruno--

Not that song about Bruno!

No!

They say he's got dpression and maybe OCD

No!

 

And here's my mom, Julieta, and here's her deal

Whoa!

She uses food to stuff up how you feel

Whoa!

Her love gets sublimated into meals

If she's repressed, imagine how I feel

Mom!

 

What this family needs is therapy!

My whole family needs some therapy

I guess I'm lucky all I have is anxiety

Cause...

This family needs all the therapy

Oh crap

[mattingly]

21 hours ago, Clonus said:

What this family needs is therapy!

My whole family needs some therapy

I guess I'm lucky all I have is anxiety

Cause...

This family needs all the therapy

Oh crap

 

That boy needs therapy!

 

 

[death tribble]

Rap up !
Rap it up !

Put some wax on the trax and slide on outta here
Hane hane hane hane hane

Hatchets in the corner ears to the ground
Improve to the groove get down to the sound
Buttons and bows and bleu blanc rouge
All things lively must be used
Liberté, egalité, au jourd'hui c'est très très très
Voici l'opportunité nous incroyables

I got the moves they got the grooves
Summoned the Gods and they all approved
Bad vibes akimbo on the shelf
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
This gold on the teeth's no sense at all
It only matters when it's on the wall

I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:

Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth

So tired of anarchists looking at me
Don't need their credibility
"Destroy," they say, "Defy ! Condemn !"
As long as you don't destroy them
With twenty years of drugs and drink
I thought the time had come to think
About standing up and saying that
It's tragedy and such old hat

I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again:

(I got) Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth

These happy feet are all we need
Summoned the Gods and they all agreed
These feet won't stop they're in such a hurry
I knock it on the head and I go for a curry
Staying sober can be neat
Get drunk on these here happy feet
Keep on trying to pin me down
"Why a title for your sound ?"
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's do this rapping thing again...

I got Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth...

In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth... 
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth... 

In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing
And I have the mouth
And you have the mouth
And they got the mouth

[death tribble]

A new royal family, a wild nobility
We are the family
A new royal family, a wild nobility
We are the family
A new royal family, a wild nobility
We are the family

I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming

No method in our madness (yeah)
Just pride about our manner (yeah)
Antpeople are the warriors (yeah)
Antmusic is the banner (yeah)

(Hey-o, ah)
(Hey-o, ah)
(Hey-o, ah)
(Hey-o, ah)
(Hey-o, ah)
(Hey-o, ah)
(Hey-o, ah)
(Hey-o, ah, yeah)

A new royal family, a wild nobility
We are the family (yeah)
A new royal family, a wild nobility
We are the family

And even when you're healthy
And your colour schemes delight
Down below those dandy clothes
You're just a shade too white
Shade too white
Shade too white
Shade too white

I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming

[death tribble]

Ice, your only rivers run cold
These city lights, they shine as silver and gold
Dug from the night, your eyes as black as coal

Walk on by, walk on through
Walk till you run and don't look back
For here I am

Carnival, the wheels fly and the colours spin through alcohol
Red wine that punctures the skin
Face to face in a dry and waterless place

Walk on by, walk on through
So sad to besiege your love so head-on

Stay this time, stay tonight in a lie
I'm only asking, but I, I think you know
Come on take me away, come on take me away
Come on take me home, home again

And if the mountains should crumble
Or disappear into the sea
Not a tear, no not I

Stay this time, stay tonight in a lie
Ever after is a long time
And if you save your love, save it all, save it all
Don't push me too far, don't push me too far
Tonight, tonight

[death tribble]

Green light, Seven Eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don't smoke, don't even want to
Hey now, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
Your wheels are turnin' but you're upside down

You say when he hits you, you don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Oh no, is that what it is?

Red lights, grey morning
You stumble out of a hole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depends on who's around
You used to stay in to watch the adverts
You could lip-sync to the talk shows

And if you look, you look through me
And when you talk, you talk at me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing

If I could stay, then the night would give you up
Stay, and the day would keep its trust
Stay, and the night would be enough

Faraway, so close
Up with the static and the radio
With satellite television
You can go anywhere:
Miami, New Orleans
London, Belfast and Berlin

And, if you listen, I can't call
And, if you jump, you just might fall
And, if you shout, I'll only hear you

If I could stay, then the night would give you up
Stay, and the day would keep its trust
Stay with the demons you drowned
Stay with the spirit I found
Stay, and the night would be enough

Three o'clock in the morning
It's quiet, there's no one around
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel runs to ground
Just the bang and the clatter
As an angel hits the ground

[death tribble]

You can reach, but you can't grab it
You can't hold it, control it
You can't bag it

You can push, but you can't direct it
Circulate, regulate, oh no
You cannot connect it

You know you're chewing bubble gum
You know what that is but you still want some
You just can't get enough of that lovey-dovey stuff

You get confused, but you know it
Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love
You don't always show it – love

Let go, let's go, discothèque
Go, go, let go, discothèque

Looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
The song that you hear in your head
Love, love, love, love

It's not a trick, you can't learn it
It's the way that you don't pay that's okay
Cause you can't earn it – love

You know you're chewing bubble gum
You know what that is but you still want some
You just can't get enough of that lovey-dovey stuff

Let go, let's go, discothèque
Go, go, let go, discothèque

Looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
The song that you hear in your head
Love, love, love

But you take what you can get
'Cause it's all that you can find
Oh you know there's something more
But tonight, tonight, tonight
Boom-cha, boom-cha, discothèque
Boom-cha, boom-cha, discothèque
Boom-cha, boom-cha, discothèque
Boom-cha, boom-cha, discothèque
Boom-cha, boom-cha, discothèque
Boom-cha, boom-cha, discothèque

[Pariah]

They were guardians of the breath
Trusted with those precious chances
Keeping Gaia from the fear of death
Balances must be defended

 

To take only what they must
borrowed from the future
Live in lovers of a global home
our children will remember

 

Guardians slept while comfort came
The vapours poison, the acid rain fell
The spirit cut from earthly bounds
The creature stirred the pain

 

How much abuse can she take
(awake from your dreamtime)
The lines are drawn our justice awaits
(will the guardians surrender)

 

The forest bare, a desert born
The life pushed out
They sold her cheaply

All for a shilling for next week's treat
A marvel that had taken ten thousand years

 

To take only what they must
borrowed from the future
Live in lovers of a global home
our children will remember

 

They are guardians of the breath
Trusted with those precious chances
They are guardians of the breath
Balances must be defended

[Michael Hopcroft]

Ever since the days of old the Navy's ruled the waves.
For years they've told the world that Britain's never shall be slaves.
The Navy still remembers and you'll often hear them say What Nelson told Napoleon upon Trafalgar day.

It serves you right,
You shouldn't have joined,
It jolly well serves you right.
It serves you right,
You shouldn't have joined,
You might have been sitting tight
You might have been in Civvy Street instead of in the fight
But it serves you right,
You shouldn't have joined,
It jolly well serves you right

 

And it's no use kicking up a row because your nobody's sweetheart now.
You can weep and sigh and pipe your eye
But still youre in the fight It serves you right,
You shouldn't have joined,
It jolly well serves you right.

I wouldn't mind the Navy if the blinking ship were still
It's all this bobbing up and down that makes me feel so ill.
The seas alright for sharks and whales and things the like of that
But I'd rather stick my Marlin's Pike in llkley Moor ba'tat

 

But It serves me right,
I shouldn't have joined,
It jolly well serves me right
It serves me right,
I shouldn't have joined,
I might have been sitting tight.
When I was cleaning windows I would keep em nice and bright
But now I'm polishing portholes, rubbing them up with all me might.

And it's no use kicking up a row because I'm nobody's sweetheart now.
One day up in the crows nest I was feeling bright and gay
'Til the captain shouted Dont come down, we've taken the ship away'.

I used to be a chimney sweep in dear old Wigan town.
I used to do the lady's down the street for half a crown
But now I don't get nothing for the little jobs I do.
I wish I was in Wigan sweeping Mrs. Jones's flue.

But it serves me right,
I shouldn't have joined,
It jolly well serves me right
It serves me right,
I shouldn't have joined,
I might have been sitting tight.
I thought in every port I'd get a cuddle every night
But all I've done is cuddle a gun and work up an appetite.

And it's no use kicking up a row because I'm nobody's sweetheart now.
There's a draft around my fore and aft my jumper's much too tight
I've got barnacles on my binnacle and it ruddy well serves me right.

[Cancer]

Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter
Girls as sharp as her are something rare
But it's sad, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to pine

She wants to return those things I bought her
Tell her she can keep them just the same
Things have changed, she doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to pine

Walkin' about
Even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out
Makes a bloke feel so proud

If she finds that I've been 'round to see you ('round to see you)
Tell her that I'm well and feelin' fine (feelin' fine, ooh)
Don't let on, don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees but it's no good to pine

Walkin' about
Even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out
Makes a bloke feel so proud

If she finds that I've been 'round to see you ('round to see you)
Tell her that I'm well and feeling fine (feelin' fine, ooh)
Don't let on, don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees but it's no good to pine

Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)
Mrs. Brown, you've got a lovely daughter (lovely daughter)

[Cancer]

Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah
Thunder, ah

I was caught
In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder)
I looked 'round
And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder)
My mind raced
And I thought, what could I do? (Thunder)
And I knew
There was no help, no help from you (Thunder)
Sound of the drums
Beating in my heart
The thunder of guns
Tore me apart

You've been – thunderstruck

Went down the highway
Broke the limit, we hit the town
Went through to Texas
Yeah, Texas, and we had some fun
We met some girls
Some dancers who gave a good time
Broke all the rules, played all the fools
Yeah-yeah, they, they, they blew our minds

I was shaking at the knees
Could I come again please?
Yeah, the ladies were too kind

You've been – thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Yeah-yeah-yeah, thunderstruck
Oh, thunderstruck
Yeah

I was shaking at the knees
Could I come again please?
Yow

Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Yeah-yeah-yeah, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said

Yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine
Yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine, so fine

Thunderstruck, yeah-yeah-yeah
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Whoa, baby, baby (Thunderstruck)
You've been thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
You've been thunderstruck

[unclevlad]

Ladies and gents, this is the moment you've waited for (whoa)
Been searching in the dark, your sweat soaking through the floor (whoa)
And buried in your bones there's an ache that you can't ignore
Taking your breath, stealing your mind
And all that was real is left behind

 

Don't fight it, it's coming for you, running at ya
It's only this moment, don't care what comes after
Your fever dream, can't you see it getting closer
Just surrender 'cause you feel the feeling taking over
It's fire, it's freedom, it's flooding open
It's a preacher in the pulpit and your blind devotion
There's something breaking at the brick of every wall, it's holding
All that you know
So tell me, do you wanna go?

Where it's covered in all the colored lights
Where the runaways are running the night
Impossible comes true, it's taking over you
Oh, this is the greatest show

We light it up, we won't come down
And the sun can't stop us now
Watching it come true, it's taking over you
Oh, this is the greatest show

[Pariah]

No time left for you
On my way to better things
(No time left for you)
I'll find myself some wings
(No time left for you)
Distant roads are calling me
(No time left for you)
Mm-da, mm-da, mm-da, mm-da, mm-da

 

No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you

 

No time left for you

On my way to better things
(No time left for you)
I'll find myself some wings (No time left for you)
Distant roads are calling me
(No time left for you)
Mm-da, mm-ga, mm-da, mm-ga, mm-da

 

No time for a gentle rain
No time for my watch and chain
No time for revolving doors
No time for the killing floor
No time for the killing floor
There's no time left for you
No time left for you

 

No time for a summer friend
No time for the love you send
Seasons change and so did I
You need not wonder why
You need not wonder why
There's no time left for you
No time left for you

 

No time, no time, no time, no time
No time, no time, no time, no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time
I got, got, got, got no time

[Cancer]

((That's another song that I bought on a 45 when it first came out.))