Written by tommy Lead vocals by shaw
I'm tired of your To bring me to my bended And if I only talk to you I'm sure that I make you see 'cause has a way Of bringing even down, down, down Storm are coming I suggest you head for higher
I say a thing of the past And you ain't last No what you say or do all caught up to you
You're duty-free, you're You party the president And you dance the so naturally Why not you're heaven-sent But time has a way of Even mountains down, down, There's a cloud a-comin' I insist you head for higher
You talk and you get so intense That you almost sense And that's what me the most You as the of celebrity lies It's prime time, you see in my eyes, it's a
Cold in the streets Everybody you knows It's down, don't you know Cold in the air Everyone everywhere says it's To get ready for a war you look now But the boy's becoming a man
You say it's the luck of the And you can't it all And I'll die young trying to it Into something that gonna last You to reconsider 'cause I'm coming with a
war-running in the streets Everybody you Know's it's down, don't you know war-blood is in the air Everyone everywhere says it's To get ready for a cold at me From behind every There's a scared man running a Cold war-don't you now But the skinny a streetfighting man
[extra sung in concert during the kilroy tour:] Try as you will, you escape the chill That penetrates clothing, Demanding that you All the that surrounds you, The bad mixed the good, The bits of data waiting to be understood Information promptly processed your request, The task we're told requires you acquiesce.
Well, faith put you where you are now You're a selfish old cow high on society's milk. We pay your bills, should be so tough. You'd better watch your fat ass, we've had enough!
With this war-running in the streets you meet Knows it's down, don't you know Cold is in the air everywhere says it's time To get ready for a cold at me From behind every a scared man running from a Cold war-don't you now But the skinny boy's a man