OLD MEN CRYING, YOUNG MEN DYING
WORLD STILL TURNS AS FATHER TIME LOOKS ON
ON AND ON
CHILDREN PLAYING, DREAMERS PRAYING
LAUGHTER TURNS TO TEAR AS LOVE HAS GONE
HAS IT GONE?

OH, IT'S A HARD ROAD
OH, IT'S A HARD ROAD

WHIRLWIND CHURNING, LOVERS LEARNING
ON THIS PATH OF LIFE WE CAN'T BACK DOWN
IS IT WRONG?
WIDOWS WEEPING, BABIES SLEEPING
LIFE BECOMES THE SINGER AND THE SONG
SING ALONG

OH, IT'S A HARD ROAD
CARRY YOUR OWN LOAD

WHY MAKE THE HARD ROAD?
WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS?
NO NEED TO HURRY
WE'LL MEET IN THE END

WHY MAKE THE HARD ROAD?
WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS?
NO NEED TO WORRY
LET'S SING IT AGAIN

BROTHER'S SHARING, MOTHER'S CARING
NIGHTIME FALLING VICTIM TO THE DAWN
SHADOWS SMALL
DAYS ARE CRAWLING, TIME IS CALLING
TO THE EARTH THAT NOT THAT LIFE HAS GONE
LOVE LINE DRAWN

OH, IT'S A HARD ROAD
CARRY YOUR OWN LOAD
OH, IT'S A HARD ROAD
OH, IT'S A HARD ROAD...

WE'RE LIVING IN SORROW, WE'RE LIVING THE BEST
AND LOOK TO THE FUTURE, `CAUSE LIFE GOES TOGETHER NOW
WE'RE LIVING IN SORROW, WE'RE LIVING THE BEST
AND LOOK TO THE FUTURE, `CAUSE LIFE GOES TOGETHER NOW
WE'RE LIVING IN SORROW, WE'RE LIVING THE BEST
AND LOOK TO THE FUTURE, `CAUSE LIFE GOES TOGETHER NOW...

IT'S A HEARTACHE
NOTHING BUT A HEARTACHE
HITS YOU WHEN IT'S TOO LATE
HITS YOU WHEN YOU'RE DOWN

IT'S A FOOL'S GAME
NOTHING BUT A FOOL'S GAME
STANDING IN THE COLD RAIN
FEELING LIKE A CLOWN

IT'S A HEARTACHE
NOTHING BUT A HEARTACHE
LOVE HIM TILL YOUR ARMS BREAK
THEN HE LET'S YOU DOWN

IT AIN'T RIGHT WITH LOVE TO SHARE
WHEN YOU FIND HE DOESN'T CARE, FOR YOU
IT AIN'T WISE TO NEED SOMEONE
AS MUCH AS I DEPENDED ON, YOU

IT'S A HEARTACHE
NOTHING BUT A HEARTACHE
HITS YOU WHEN IT'S TOO LATE
HITS YOU WHEN YOU'RE DOWN

ITS A FOOL'S GAME
NOTHING BUT A FOOL'S GAME
STANDING IN THE COLD RAIN
FEELING LIKE A CLOWN

IT AIN'T RIGHT WITH LOVE TO SHARE
WHEN YOU FIND HE DOESN'T CARE, FOR YOU
IT AIN'T WISE TO NEED SOMEONE
AS MUCH AS I DEPENDED ON, YOU

IT'S A HEARTACHE
NOTHING BUT A HEARTACHE
LOVE HIM TILL YOUR ARMS BREAK
THEN HE LETS YOU DOWN

IT'S A FOOL'S GAME
STANDING IN THE COLD RAIN
FEELING LIKE A CLOWN

IT'S A HEARTACHE
LOVE HIM TILL YOUR ARMS BREAK
THEN HE LETS YOU DOWN

IT'S A FOOL'S GAME
STANDING IN THE COLD RAIN

WELL THE MIDNIGHT HEADLIGHT FIND YOU ON A RAINY NIGHT
STEEP GRADE UP AHEAD SLOW ME DOWN MAKIN NO TIME
GOTTA KEEP ROLLIN
THOSE WINDSHIELD WIPERS SLAPPIN OUT A TEMPO
KEEPIN PERFECT RHYTHM WITH THE SONG ON THE RADIO
GOTTA KEEP ROLLING

OOH I'M DRIVING MY LIFE AWAY, LOOKING FOR A BETTER WAY, FOR ME
OOH I'M DRIVING MY LIFE AWAY, LOOKING FOR A SUNNY DAY

WELL THE TRUCK STOP CUTIE COMIN' ON TO ME
TRIED TO TALK ME INTO A RIDE SAID I WOULDN'T BE SORRY
BUT SHE WAS JUST A BABY
WELL WAITRESS POUR ME ANOTHER CUP OF COFFEE
POP ME DOWN JACK ME UP SHOOT ME OUT HEADIN DOWN THE HIGHWAY
LOOKIN FOR THE MORNING

OOH I'M DRIVING MY LIFE AWAY, LOOKING FOR A BETTER WAY, FOR ME
OOH I'M DRIVING MY LIFE AWAY, LOOKING FOR A SUNNY DAY

WELL THE MIDNIGHT HEADLIGHT FIND YOU ON A RAINY NIGHT
STEEP GRADE UP AHEAD SLOW ME DOWN MAKIN NO TIME
GOTTA KEEP ROLLIN
THOSE WINDSHIELD WIPERS SLAPPIN OUT A TEMPO
KEEPIN PERFECT RHYTHM WITH THE SONG ON THE RADIO
GOTTA KEEP ROLLING

OOH I'M DRIVING MY LIFE AWAY, LOOKING FOR A BETTER WAY, FOR ME
OOH I'M DRIVING MY LIFE AWAY, LOOKING FOR A SUNNY DAY

SATURDAY IN THE PARK, I THINK IT WAS THE FOURTH OF JULY
SATURDAY IN THE PARK, I THINK IT WAS THE FOURTH OF JULY
PEOPLE DANCIN', PEOPLE LAUGHIN'
A MAN SELLING ICE CREAM, SINGING ITALIAN SONGS
EICAY VAREE', EISEE' NARDEE'
CAN YOU DIG IT YES I CAN
AND I'VE BEEN WAITING SUCH A LONG TIME
FOR SATURDAY
SATURDAY IN THE PARK, I THINK IT WAS THE FOURTH OF JULY
SATURDAY IN THE PARK, I THINK IT WAS THE FOURTH OF JULY
PEOPLE TALKIN', REALLY SMILIN'
A MAN PLAYING GUITAR A MAN, A SONG, PLAYIN' A SONG, THEY ALL
AND SINGIN' FOR A SONG SINGIN' FOR A SONG
WILL YOU HELP HIM CHANGE THE WORLD
CAN YOU DIG IT YES I CAN
AND I'VE BEEN WAITING SUCH A LONG TIME
FOR TODAY
SLOW MOTION RIDERS FLY THE COLORS OF THE DAY
A BRONZE MAN STILL CAN TELL STORIES HIS OWN WAY
LISTEN CHILDREN, ALL IS NOT LOST, ALL IS NOT LOST, OH NO NO
FORTY DAYS IN THE PARK, EVERY DAY'S THE FOURTH OF JULY
FORTY DAYS IN THE PARK, EVERY DAY'S THE FOURTH OF JULY
PEOPLE REACHIN', PEOPLE TOUCHIN'
A REAL CELEBRATION WAITING FOR A SONG WAITING FOR A SONG
IF YOU WANT IT, REALLY WANT IT
CAN YOU DIG IT YES I CAN
AND I'VE BEEN WAITING SUCH A LONG TIME
FOR TODAY, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH

CONFIDENCE IS A PREFERENCE FOR THE HABITUAL VOYEUR OF WHAT IS KNOWN AS... (PARKLIFE!)
AND MORNING SOUP CAN BE AVOIDED IF YOU TAKE A ROUTE STRAIGHT CHROUGH WHAT IS KNOWN AS... (PARKLIFE!)
JOHN'S GOT BREWER'S DROOP, HE GETS INTIMIDATED BY THE DIRTY PIGEONS - THEY LOVE A BIT OF IT. (PARKLIFE!)
WHO'S THAT GUT LORD MARCHING? YOU SHOULD CUT DOWN ON YOUR PORKLIFE, MATE, GET SOME EXERCISE! (PARKLIFE!)

ALL THE PEOPLE
SO MANY PEOPLE
AND THEY ALL GO HAND IN HAND
HAND IN HAND THROUGH THEIR PARKLIFE

KNOW WHAT I MEAN?

I GET UP WHEN I WANT, EXCEPT ON WEDNESDAYS, WHEN I GET RUDELY WAKENED BY THE DUSTMEN. (PARKLIFE!)
I PUT MY TROUSERS ON, HAVE A CUP OF TEA, AND I THINK ABOUT LEAVING THE HOUSE. (PARKLIFE!)
I FEED THE PIGEONS, I SOMETIMES FEED THE SPARROWS TOO.
IT GIVES ME A SENSE OF ENORMOUS WELL-BEING. (PARKLIFE!)
AND THEN I'M HAPPY FOR THE REST OF THE DAY,
SAFE IN THE KNOWLEDGE THERE WILL ALWAYS BE A BIT OF MY HEART DEVOTED TO IT.

ALL THE PEOPLE
SO MANY PEOPLE
AND THEY ALL GO HAND IN HAND
HAND IN HAND THROUGH THEIR PARKLIFE

PARKLIFE - PARKLIFE!
PARKLIFE - PARKLIFE!
IT'S GOT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR VORSPRUNG DURCH TECHNIC, YOU NOW.
PARKLIFE - PARKLIFE!
AND IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU JOGGERS WHO GO ROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND...
PARKLIFE - PARKLIFE!

ALL THE PEOPLE
SO MANY PEOPLE
AND THEY ALL GO HAND IN HAND
HAND IN HAND THROUGH THEIR PARKLIFE

ALL THE PEOPLE
SO MANY PEOPLE
AND THEY ALL GO HAND IN HAND
HAND IN HAND THROUGH THEIR PARKLIFE

TIME'S HAVE CHANGED, OUR KIDS ARE KIDS ARE GETTING WORSE.
THEY WON'T OBEY THEIR PARENTS THEY JUST WANT TO FART AND CURSE!
SHOULD WE BLAME THE GOVERNMENT?
OR BLAME SOCIETY?
OR SHOULD WE BLAME THE IMAGES ON TV?
NO! BLAME CANADA!
BLAME CANADA!!
WITH ALL THEIR BEADY LITTLE EYES AND FLAPPIN 'HEADS SO FULL OF LIES.
BLAME CANADA! BLAME CANADA!
WE NEED TO FORM A FULL ASSAULT!
IT'S CANADAS FAULT!
DON'T BLAME ME FOR MY SON STAN. HE SAW THE DARN CARTOON AND NOW HE'S OFF TO JOIN THE KLAN!
AND MY BOY ERIC ONCE HAD MY PICTURE ON HIS SHELF. BUT NOW WHEN I SEE HIM HE TELLS ME TO F*CK MYSELF!
WELL, BLAME CANADA!
BLAME CANADA!!
IT SEEMS THAT EVERYTHINGS GONE WRONG SINCE CANADA CAME ALONG.
BLAME CANADA!! BLAME CANADA!!
THERE NOT EVEN A REAL COUNTRY ANYWAY.
MY SON COULD'VE BEEN A DOCTOR OR A LAWYER IT'S A-TRUE. INSTEAD HE BURNED UP LIKE A PIGGY ON A BARBEQUE.
SHOULD WE BLAME THE MATCHES? SHOULD WE BLAME THE FIRE? OR THE DOCTORS WHO ALLOWED HIM TO EXPIRE?
HECK NO!
BLAME CANADA!! BLAME CANADA!!
WITH ALL THEIR HOCKEY HULLABALOO.
AND THAT B*TCH ANNE MURRAY TOO.
BLAME CANADA! SHAME ON CANADA! FOR, THE SMUT WE MUST STOP, THE TRASH WE MUST SMASH, THE LAUGHTER AND FUN MUST ALL BE UNDONE. WE MUST BLAME THEM AND CAUSE A FUSS BEFORE SOMEONE THINKS OF BLAMING UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS!

This message was edited by MrKlaatu on 09/29/02 11:58.36.

Uh...I can blame a lot of things on a lot of stuff, but I'm really struggling here to blame Canada for anything but, for....GregoriusM! Sorry MrM, we really love ya, but you're not nearly around the intermission forum as much as ya should be!

IF YOU COULD READ MY MIND LOVE
WHAT A TALE MY THOUGHTS COULD TELL
JUST LIKE AN OLD TIME MOVIE
ABOUT A GHOST FROM A WISHING WELL
IN A CASTLE DARK OR A FORTRESS STRONG
WITH CHAINS UPON MY FEET
YOU KNOW THAT GHOST IS ME
AND I WILL NEVER BE SET FREE
AS LONG AS I'M A GHOST THAT YOU CAN SEE

IF I COULD READ YOUR MIND LOVE
WHAT A TALE YOUR THOUGHTS COULD TELL
JUST LIKE A PAPERBACK NOVEL
THE KIND THE DRUGSTORE SELLS
WHEN YOU REACH THE PART WHERE THE HEARTACHE COME
THE HERO WOULD BE ME
HEROES OFTEN FAIL
AND YOU WON'T READ THAT BOOK AGAIN
BECAUSE THE ENDINGS JUST TOO HARD TO TAKE

I WALK AWAY LIKE A MOVIE STAR
WHO GETS BURNED IN A THREE WAY SCRIPT
ENTER NUMBER TWO, A MOVIE QUEEN
TO PLAY THE SCENE OF BRINGING ALL
THE GOOD THINGS OUT IN ME
BUT FOR NOW LOVE LETS BE REAL

I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD ACT THIS WAY
AND I'VE GOT TO SAY THAT I JUST DON'T GET IT
I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE WENT WRONG
BUT THE FEELINGS GONE AND I JUST CAN'T GET IT BACK

IF YOU COULD READ MY MIND LOVE
WHAT A TALE MY THOUGHTS COULD TELL
JUST LIKE AN OLD TIME MOVIE ABOUT A GHOST FROM A WISHING WELL
IN A CASTLE DARK OR FORTRESS STRONG
WITH CHAINS UPON MY FEET
THE STORY ALWAYS ENDS
AND I YOU COULD READ BETWEEN THE LINES
YOU'LL KNOW THAT I'M JUST TRYING TO
UNDERSTAND THE FEELING THAT YOU LEFT

I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD FEEL THIS WAY
AND I GOT TO SAY THAT I JUST DON'T GET IT
DON'T KNOW WHERE WE WENT WRONG
BUT THE FEELINGS GONE
AND I JUST CAN'T GET IT BACK

IF THEY COULD SEE ME NOW,
THAT LITTLE GANG OF MINE,
I'M EATING FANCY CHOW
AND DRINKING FANCY WINE.

I'D LIKE THOSE STUMBLE BUMS
TO SEE FOR A FACT,
THE KIND OF TOP DRAWER, FIRST RATE,
CHUMS I ATTRACT.

ALL I CAN SAY IS 'WOW',
LOOK AT WHERE I AM
TONIGHT I LANDED 'POW'
RIGHT IN A POT OF JAM,
WHAT A SET UP,
HOLY COW, THEY'D NEVER BELIEVE IT,
IF MY FRIENDS COULD SEE ME NOW.

Sitting on a park bench --
eyeing little girls with bad intent.
Snot running down his nose --
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes.
Drying in the cold sun --
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Feeling like a dead duck --
spitting out pieces of his broken luck.

Sun streaking cold --
an old man wandering lonely.
Taking time
the only way he knows.
Leg hurting bad,
as he bends to pick a dog-end --
he goes down to the bog
and warms his feet.

Feeling alone --
the army's up the rode
salvation à la mode and
a cup of tea.
Aqualung my friend --
don't start away uneasy
you poor old sod, you see, it's only me.
Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze --
when the ice that
clings on to your beard is
screaming agony.
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
with deep-sea-diver sounds,
and the flowers bloom like
madness in the spring.

LAST LIGHT'S OUT
THEY'RE ALL ABED
AND SOMETHING'S IN MY ROOM
CREEPING DOWN TOWARDS ME ON THE WALL

DADDY SAID IT'S JUST SOME FLICKERING
HEADLIGHT THROUGH THE GLOOM
MAKING SHAPES THROUGH TREES OUTSIDE THE HALL

BUT WHAT THE HELL DOES HE KNOW?
HE DOESN'T FEEL THE DREAD
THE COLD RESTRICTING TERROR IN THE DARK

I'VE SEEN THAT SILHOUETTE BEFORE
SOMETHING THE NEWSMAN SAID
SOMETHING ABOUT SOME MONSTER IN THE PARK

IT'S YOU, YOU'RE THE MAN ON THE TV SCREEN
IT'S YOU FRONT PAGE FACE OF THE DEAD
LOCKED UP IN THE LIGHT OF DAY
AT NIGHT COME OUT TO PLAY
TO TERRORIZE ME THERE ABOVE MY BED

THE AIR IS STILL AND HEAVY NOW
THERE'S THUNDER IN THE SKY
HE'S DREAMING UP SOME MESSAGE HE CAN SEND

I'M SCARED COMPLETELY HELPLESS
AND I THINK I'M GOING TO CRY
ARE GROWNUPS BRAVE OR DO THEY JUST PRETEND?

HIS FACE IS GROWING CLEARER
I CAN SEE HIS EYES GLOW RED
MY TEDDY BEAR'S THE ONLY FRIEND I CAN FEEL

THE SHADOW'S HAND SLIPS DOWN THE WALL
AND TOUCHES TEDDY'S HEAD
I NOW SUSPECT THAT SHADOW WILL TOUCH ME

IT'S YOU, YOU'RE THE MAN ON THE TV SCREEN
IT'S YOU FRONT PAGE FACE OF THE DEAD
LOCKED UP IN THE LIGHT OF DAY
AT NIGHT COME OUT TO PLAY
TO TERRORIZE ME THERE ABOVE MY BED

IT'S YOU, YOU'RE THE MAN ON THE TV SCREEN
IT'S YOU FRONT PAGE FACE OF THE DEAD
LOCKED UP IN THE LIGHT OF DAY
AT NIGHT COME OUT TO PLAY
TO TERRORIZE ME THERE ABOVE MY BED

IT'S YOU...

if music be the food of love,
how come sheep dont play banjo's
Original lyrics by bob

FIRST TO THE BASS IN TO THE JAM
THEN LET THE MUSIC TAKE COMMAND
BACK TO BACK TO ANOTHER DIMENSION
STOP THE FORCE AND PAY SOME ATTENTION
MUSIC TO PARTY, MUSIC TO DANCE
THE NEW FOLLOW-UP OF PUBLIC DEMAND
SLICK AS FIVE DA LA MEGAPHONE
TAKE YOU DOWN TO THE "TWILIGHT ZONE"

ENTER THE CLOCK AND TURN THE BODY UPSIDE DOWN
GRAB THE MICROPHONE IT'S UPON THE SOUND
YOU WANT MORE MORE YOU GET
WE'RE 2 UNLIMITED IN EFFECT!
CHECK UP THE SOUND AND STOP THIS DISTORTION
WHEN WE GET THE FITTESS, HERE'S ANOTHER PORTION
JUST LAY BACK AS WE TAKE CONTROL
TAKE YOU DOWN INTO THE "TWILIGHT ZONE"

THIS IS THE TWILIGHT ZONE
AND YOU'RE NOT ON YOUR OWN
WE TAKE YOU TO THE TWILIGHT ZONE
IT IS THE TWILIGHT ZONE
YOU BETTER SHAKE YOUR BONES
AND COME ON DOWN THE TWILIGHT ZONE

COME ON BABY!
I'M GONNA TAKE YOU TO THE "TWILIGHT ZONE"

HAVE A GOOD TIME, TAKE A BREAK

HANG WITH ANOTHER FIRST OF THE CHAPTER
STRAIGHT TO THE HEAVYWEIGHT, FOR WORST OR BETTER
FISHES IN THE WAY, FOUND IN THE VICINITY
SLAMING DJ'S WITH THE RHYME CAPABILITY
LISTEN TO THE JAM AS WE GO WILD
CHECK YOUR MC'S VERSITILE
ME AND THE LADY HOWL MEGATONE
F**K YOU UP IN THE "TWILIGHT ZONE"

WELL, YOU CAN STAKE THAT CLAIM
GOOD WORK IS THE KEY TO GOOD FORTUNE
WINNERS TAKE THAT PRAISE
LOSERS SELDOM TAKE THAT BLAME
IF THEY DON'T TAKE THAT GAME
AND SOMETIMES THE WINNER TAKES NOTHING
WE DRAW OUR OWN DESIGNS
BUT FORTUNE HAS TO MAKE THAT FRAME


WE GO OUT IN THE WORLD AND TAKE OUR CHANCES
FATE IS JUST THE WEIGHT OF CIRCUMSTANCES
THAT'S THE WAY THAT LADY LUCK DANCES
ROLL THE BONES

WHY ARE WE HERE?
BECAUSE WE'RE HERE
ROLL THE BONES
WHY DOES IT HAPPEN?
BECAUSE IT HAPPENS
ROLL THE BONES


FAITH IS COLD AS ICE
WHY ARE LITTLE ONES BORN ONLY TO SUFFER
FOR THE WANT OF IMMUNITY
OR A BOWL OF RICE?
WELL, WHO WOULD HOLD A PRICE
ON THE HEADS OF THE INNOCENT CHILDREN
IF THERE'S SOME IMMORTAL POWER
TO CONTROL THE DICE?


WE COME INTO THE WORLD AND TAKE OUR CHANCES
FATE IS JUST THE WEIGHT OF CIRCUMSTANCES
THAT'S THE WAY THAT LADY LUCK DANCES
ROLL THE BONES


JACK -- RELAX.
GET BUSY WITH THE FACTS.
NO ZODIACS OR ALMANACS,
NO MANIACS IN POLYESTER SLACKS.
JUST THE FACTS.
GONNA KICK SOME GLUTEUS MAX.
IT'S A PARALLAX -- YOU DIG?
YOU MOVE AROUND
THE SMALL GETS BIG. IT'S A RIG
IT'S ACTION -- REACTION
RANDOM INTERACTION.
SO WHO'S AFRAID
OF A LITTLE ABSTRACTION?
CAN'T GET NO SATISFACTION
FROM THE FACTS?
YOU BETTER RUN, HOMEBOY
A FACT'S A FACT
FROM NOME TO ROME, BOY.


WHAT'S THE DEAL? SPIN THE WHEEL.
IF THE DICE ARE HOT -- TAKE A SHOT.
PLAY YOUR CARDS. SHOW US WHAT YOU GOT
WHAT YOU'RE HOLDING.
IF THE CARDS ARE COLD,
DON'T GO FOLDING.
LADY LUCK IS GOLDEN;
SHE FAVOURS THE BOLD. THAT'S COLD
STOP THROWING STONES
THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND SAXOPHONES. SO GET OUT THERE AND ROCK,
AND ROLL THE BONES.
GET BUSY!


ROLL THE BONES

WHY ARE WE HERE?
BECAUSE WE'RE HERE
ROLL THE BONES
WHY DOES IT HAPPEN?
BECAUSE IT HAPPENS
ROLL THE BONES

Soloman's Bones

WATCHING, WAITING, FALLING, BREATHING
GAPING, WASTED, SICKLY, FEELIN'
WINDS KEEP COME MY WAY
I HAVE LESS TO SAY
I'M WAITING HERE
I'M WAITING HERE
I'M WAITING HERE
SOLOMON BREAKS MY HEAD
KICKS ME SO FAR DOWN MY STREET
I AM STRUGGLING WITH THIS TIME
I AM STRUGGLING ON MY FEET
WE GO DOWN
WE GO DOWN
THERE IS NO DOWN
DOWN
THERE IS NO DOWN
WE DO WITHOUT
THERE IS NO
THERE IS NO
THERE IS NO
MORE DOWN
NO MORE DOWN
NO MORE DOWN
NO MORE DOWN
OH
SOLOMON WAITS BY THE WALL
SPITING FROM HIS EYES
SAID HIS LIFE'S BECOME MY FAULT
TWISTED BACK LIFE
MIGHT AS WELL GET SAVED BY SOMEONE
YOU'RE GONNA GET SAVED AT ALL
I AM GRATEFUL FOR THE ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
I AM GUILTY OF IT ALL
WE GO DOWN
WE GO DOWN
THERE IS NO DOWN
THERE IS NO DOWN
WE DO WITHOUT
THERE IS NO
THERE IS NO
THERE IS NO
MORE DOWN
DOWN
MIGHT AS WELL GET SAVED BY SOMEONE
MIGHT AS WELL GET SAVED BY SOMEONE
THERE IS NO DOWN
WE DO WITHOUT
THERE IS NO ALL THE WAY
ALL THE WAY