WITH FIRE - their Black work is done TO CROWN THEM WITH HALOS - they come and they come TO CROWN THEM WITH FIRE - their Black work is done in the Night Black
Deep in your heart you can't be wrong Lost in that feeling way too strong They say you're going nowhere 'Cause that's as far as their eyes can see And
She was lying in bed with a pain in her head they called the Rock'n'Roll explosion When the radio played it for a great new wave all the gears went
We're sick of starving We're sick of being snubbed Gave up on love 'Cause we've been hurt enough We're just trying to make our way But there's too many
Well, I can see it ain't far way Tell destiny that we're on our way We're closing in now it's in our sights No turning back now it's do or die We don
So here, yes, here we stand Clenching our hands Backed up, backed up against the wall These times, they move too fast I'm left in the past But those
You had tragic 8-ball eyes But you laughed at your demise like it was a joke All goosed up, suburban trash Your arms are tied, you're failing fast You
Falling in love is like donating blood One person gives and the other one sucks No one feels the hopelessness 'till it's gone You take the beat baby
It's nothing you can wear Fascist anti fashion jades me No one's running scared I wanna smash the mold that made me Somehow, I think it's all gone wrong
Just one taste and you'll know what you gotta do Say goodbye to a new career you ain't going back to school You've got nothing to fall back on Just
Just like a scab in the streets I see you bleeding from your alley And all you thought it would be Sorry, baby, you can't have me 'Cause you're sinkin
Don't want to die in this has been town There's too much sorrow, I fear I'll drown Where happy hours go down the drain Don't want to be no nameless face
Oh no I said, "Boy, don't you be naive You get off your knees That ain't no way to dance" You see them walking down the street The queens of queens
In the back of a record store Piled up on the killing floor Vinyl veterans who went to war When they was in their teens In the back of a record store
An undergound legend passed through the present a drop-out degenerate torn like a trash bin who broke down before the big-time production and all the
It's been so long Since I've been here It seems like years Since I've seen you, my dear All those days are gone Did you find what you were looking for
This ain't nothing really new I said everything's been tried and true Everything's been said and done 1000 times before Nothing really goes out of
Well you were dressed for success But they were not impressed By your runaway fashion show Rejected and turned down Wrong place, wrong crowd Little
