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Hit The Lights

Genres: Rock

Statues Lyrics - Hit The Lights

They'll build statues in our likeness 

They wanted to be like us 

But did they ever like us anyway? 

 

We gave them the cold shoulder 

Our shoulders just got colder 

Did they deserve an elbow to the face? 

 

I'll build this monument just to tear it down 

And dedicate it to this bitter town 

And this broken sound 

 

And I'll send postcards to enemies 

Make sure to sign and date each one 

While singing wish you were here 

 

And I'll send postcards to enemies 

Make sure to sign and date each one 

While singing wish you were here, wish you were here 

 

I'll build a throne made from the bones 

Of those who died searching for gold 

Just to find it's found inside our hearts 

 

What a tip you'll hear them say 

Tossing turning in their graves 

All this time searching in vain for what 

 

Blowing kisses to the masses in this ticker tape parade 

We're saints of this back seat, swear to God 

We've got it made 

 

And I'll send postcards to enemies 

Make sure to sign and date each one 

While singing wish you were here 

 

Yeah, I'll send postcards to enemies 

Make sure to sign and date each one 

While singing wish you were here, I wish you were here 

 

Today, we're making history 

Tonight, we'll take you to the streets 

Tomorrow, we'll live in infamy 

We're under attack 

Pull the knife from my back 

And hold it to their throats 

 

And I'll send postcards to enemies 

Make sure to sign and date each one 

While singing wish you were here 

 

Yeah, I'll send postcards to enemies 

Make sure to sign and date each one 

While singing wish you were here 

 

They'll build statues in our likeness 

Wanted to be like us 

But did they ever like us anyway? 

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