Drinks aside, time we tried to stay somewhere Take my only souvenir, hold it up high, it off the roof If it should break, me how it sounds when it lands
Steal Time when there enough Turn the wheel, I'm it up Don't feel old, I'm backing up feel old Bloodshot eye, a ringing in the ear 1975 ringing in my ear Our rules failed eachother We're close to to being wrong Now it's gone get undressed, hopeless weary world, see no sign of relief Still I time to complain of a shortage while the excess collects at feet We're close to used to wrong Now gone, get undressed, feeling hopeless weary world, see no sign of relief Still I find to complain of a shortage the excess collects at their feet
Always say we will, but we don't Always say that we did, we did nothing Drinks aside, the day is the monotone Now nowhere left to go Build a shrine to fast the mistake?
Steal when there isn't enough Turn the wheel, I'm it up Don't old, hope I'm backing up Don't old eye, a ringing in the left ear 1975 in my right ear Our simple rules eachother We're both reduced to wrong Here and it's gone get undressed, feeling Work weary world, see no sign of Still they find time to of a shortage the excess collects at their feet Above, the sun rising hasn't set yet weary world, too tired now to ever sleep From you all complain of a shortage the excess collects at your feet
Between the church and under It is roped in blue