They Provide The Paint For The Picture-perfect Masterpiece That You Will Paint On The Insides Of Your Eyelids Lyrics - Singles - Bandits Of The Acoustic Revolution

There is a man with no face and a name I don't remember 

Always in the house in the middle of the woods 

He said once, "Son don't you laugh out loud 

For they are listening, oh, they are listening 

Oh, you've got to be strong 

Oh, you've got to keep holding on 

It's now just a matter of time 

(Head for the hills, go!) 

They provide the paint for the picture-perfect masterpiece 

That you will paint on the insides of your eyelids 

Can you possibly see anything you want to see? 

No (Hell no!) 

There's nothing wrong with the way I see 

And he wanted to be a soldier in the next great war 

He wanted to kill and fight and maim 

But not be told what he was fighting for 

And that's the way its gonna have to be my friend 

And that's the way its gonna have to be my friend 

I passed a man on the corner in the city yesterday singing, 

"Yada yada yada and tomorrow it'll end" 

I never thought I'd live to see another sunny day 

But I'm here and I feel I'll be here until the end 

So watch your mouth or you're gonna make a grave mistake 

Hold your tongue or you're gonna catch a bullet in the head 

Watch your mouth or you're gonna make a grave mistake 

Don't die for anything less than the best of life 

(1, 2, 3, go!) 

The things he said went to your head 

You never tried to understand 

What they take you will never take back 

'Cause they take what they take when they can 

'Cause they can from you 

You follow me and you follow me but you never ask why 

And I wonder what you're under, could this be another piece 

Of the, 'I don't care, I just do what they say 

Because they say what to do in a matter-of-fact way' 

Don't stop because you might get burned 

And you might just learn to stand on your own two feet 

And I think that it's neat how you learn to repeat 

Everything that you hear in the street so well 

(Learn to repeat everything that you hear so well) 

(Learn to repeat everything that you hear so well) 

Oh, well everyone was resting because they thought it was the end 

And even if it wasn't they decided they'd pretend 

And somewhere in the distance, I could hear him whispering 

You can fight all you want, they will win in the end 

Sometimes in the evening when I'm lying in my bed 

I am taken to the forest to that isolated shed 

And I wake with his words resonating in my head 

And I can't stop thinking about the gist of what he said 

So watch your mouth or you're gonna make a grave mistake 

Hold your tongue or you're gonna catch a bullet in the head 

Watch your mouth or you're gonna make a grave mistake 

Don't die for anything less than the best of 

Everyone settles for the rest not the best of 

I will die for no less than the best of life