(Instrumental)
At the speed of light I?ll drown in the wake Of 2000 years of this God awful charade Want more things that I haven?t got Wish I could (march?) to your
We ain't got time for nothing but hardcore Take us to the stage for the televised encore There's too much future to get out of the way They're not gonna
turn your head No don?t just go I?m here in your yard And it?s getting colder You?re making it hard She smiled when she told me Life on the wing Like
Girl in the phone-box In my home Right from the first start In my bones I haven?t got time You ask What you here for? Take me to the bathroom (..back
(Can?t hear first line..) don?t go back there don?t go back there don?t go back there drive you to the sea (?) that is that way that is that way that
you didn?t ask for it You shouldn?t have to pay for this Living is a counterfeit You tie me to the telephone Make me be a slave to it Watching you on
It?s all about this year It?s all about this year Thank God for ours this year Thank God for ours this year Bring Bill Clinton back Bring Bill Clinton
What did you say you'd find Then come, come, come Get the hell inside You can close your eyes Well you might as well commit suicide Wait for me because
You should say (see?) it Everyday The more (??) Is the same It?s not for us to say But why not? ?Cause we?ve got Another petrol fire Another dead excuse
as I try To move on The same image comes back everytime They were yesterdays mistakes They were yesterdays mistakes Yesterdays mistakes Forgive my selfishness I regret it on
