Letras:
The Flaming Lips At War With The Mystics

: Who knows maybe there isn't a vein of stars callin' out my name they'll glow from above our heads nothin' there to see you down on your knees 25, 26

: You haven't got a clue And you don't know what to do You used your money and your friends To try and trick me But you won't trick me As far as I can

: Waitin' for the ambulance to come Hopin' that it doesn't come too late Hearin' the sirens in the distance Hold on help is on the way Mr. Ambulance

: We hold our breath 'till the morning comes & at last the sun shines through but the night's so hard that it seems impossible but what else can we

overtakes me... Oh oh oh I And I'm there, looking up at the sky And I'm scared, thinkin' 'bout the way that I Don't understand anything at all... And

all the love without fiving any back Would you do it? And so we cannot know ourselves or what we'd really do... With all your power With all your power With

We hold our breath 'til the morning comes And at last the sun shines through But the night's so hard that it seems impossible But what else can we do?

'll tell you right now (Right now) You oughta change your mind (Yes) All of your friends are Standing in line They're getting tired of You're at it too

red Something there will change us into sand Now, we'll be forever holding hands Lava and tephra will form our bed Now, the royal flames of Pompeii,