Turn away. If you could get me a drink. Of water 'cause my lips are chapped and faded. Call my aunt Marie. Help her gather all my things. And bury me in all my favorite colors.
They're gonna ruin your looks. With all the lies in the book. They'll make a pill-popper out of you. You've got to sleep with a gun. And keep an eye on them, son.
When I was a young boy. My father took me into the city. To see a marching band. . He said son when, you grow up. Will you be, the savior of the broken.
When I was a young boy. My father took me into the city. To see a marching band. . He said son when, you grow up. Will you be, the savior of the broken.
When I was a young boy. My father took me into the city. To see a marching band. . He said son when, you grow up. Will you be, the savior of the broken.
The future is bulletproof. The aftermath is secondary. It's time to do it now and do it loud. Killjoys. Make some noise. . Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own. If I crash on the couch, can I sleep in my clothes?. 'Cause I spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose.
Remember. Remember me. Remember me. Remember me. Remember me. Remember me. . Where, where will we stand?. When all the lights go out. Across these city streets.
They're gonna clean up your looks. With all the lies in the books. To make a citizen out of you. Because they sleep with a gun. And keep an eye on you, son.
Well it rains and it pours when you're out on your own. If I crash on the couch, can I sleep in my clothes. 'Cause I spent the night dancing, I'm drunk I suppose.
Are y'all ready where you are?. Are y'all ready where you are?. Are y'all ready where you are?. . Na na na na na, na na na na na. Na na na na na, na na na na na.
Are y'all ready where you are?. Are y'all ready where you are?. Are y'all ready where you are?. . Na na na na na, na na na na na. Na na na na na, na na na na na.
Everybody pay attention to me. I got the answer. I got the answer. We'll rock it to ya with a capital G. So get your hands up. So get your hands up. .
The future is bulletproof. The aftermath is secondary. It's time to do it now and do it loud. Killjoys. Make some noise. . Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Mama, we all go to hell. Mama, we all go to hell. I'm writing this letter and wishing you well. Mama, we all go to hell. . Oh well now, Mama, we're all gonna die.
Well you can hide a lot about yourself. But honey, what are you gonna do?. And you can sleep in a coffin. But the past ain't through with you. . 'Cause we are a bunch of liars.
Well, when you go. Don't ever think I'll make you try to stay. And maybe when you get back. I'll be off to find another way. . And after all this time that you still owe.
Well they encourage your complete cooperation. Send you roses when they think you need to smile. I can't control myself because I don't know how,. And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while.
I know a thing about contrition. Because I got enough to say. And I'll be grantin' your permission. 'Cause you haven't got a prayer. . I said, hey hallelujah.
Hear the sound. The angels come screaming. Down your voice. I hear you've been bleeding. . Make your choice. They say you've been pleading. Someone save us.