I ... I can't believe my eyes. We've fallen down. We're blinded by dark skies. It's in the way we all exploit the weak. The justice that we seek. Accept the truth to be free.
A brave new world rising. I ... I can't believe my eyes. We've fallen down. We're blinded by dark skies. It's in the way we all exploit the weak. The justice that we seek.
Down in the Delta there's a tattoo parlor. With a black and white picture hangin' on the wall. Oh, oh of a stripper. The men are still talkin' 'bout the rainy night she walked in.
These boys are torn and tired. They used to burn so bright. They staggered into love or sin one night. Turn down that light. . All of their battles are happy.
You took a little white cloud. And you're fixing up your silver lining. You took a little black car. And drove it all the way. Your conversation. It's so confiding.
Featuring brandon boyd of incubus. Lyrics written by brandon boyd. Music writen by mikey doling/tumor fahnestock. Produced by mikey doling/tumor fahnestock and jim wirt.
Well, I killed my dad in a con gone bad. Nearly drank myself to death. But when he died he said lou had the cake. So I caught a bus headin' west. . I saw the numbers running through a small cafe.
Well, my good buddy John likes to tie one on. And get drunk on Friday nights. And hes just fine till the beer and shine combine. Then hes Jekyll and Hyde.
Well, I left for work in a hurry. I rushed out the door without saying goodbye. I didn't tell her I loved her this mornin'. But I'll tell her tonight, I thought to myself.
You can always find me here. Raisin hell and drinkin beer. With all my good time buddies. Cuttin up and havin fun. . Yeah, the jokes can be on me. And I dont mind usually.
Where do I go from here. My thoughts are stuck within my ears. . I can count on my mind. To let me down. . Deeper within. The voices sound. . Where do I crawl to now.
The air's so thick, it blurs my vision. I can't think straight, in this condition. Dim lit hall is stretching further. Not knowing what I might discover.
Well, I'm here 'cause I drive too fast. And I'm too young to have a criminal past. Some good behavior would be all right. But I don't seem to qualify.
I lost myself again. In the dead of the night, the dead of the night. I'm on a chase of fate as the world rushes by. I'm bound to collide. And now I won't wait to walk away.
The brown chair sits neatly by the front door. Kitchen tables pushed into another space. The mirrored pictures that hang up in my mind just seem. So out of place.
Baby, I ain't complainin' so please don't get me wrong. But sometimes you're like a puzzle with a couple of pieces gone. It's a mighty wild ride you've been takin' me on.
Daddy was a drinkin' man, he never took to preachin'. Said he found heaven in a drink. Well momma was a Bible totin', God fearin' Christian. Would tell the devil to his fate exactly what she thinks.
Game's on, start strong like you got the gift. Blanket on, fully formed, can you handle it?. I can see you sipping while you're thinking so provocative.
Come on, come on. We've got that fire. You're gonna rock to this. You're gonna rock to this. . 10 o'clock weekend. 'Bout to head out to the garden of Eden.