“This is it, boys, this is war!
What are we waiting for?
Why don’t we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype
Save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I’m half as liked
But here they come again to jack my style.”
“Millions of balloons heading to the ground
Weight of the world tries to hold us down
Cut the strings and let me go
I’m weightless, I’m weightless.”
“You never see my way
Pissing on my flame
I’ll be the one left standing
With everything I do
It never pleases you
But I’ll be the last one laughing.”
Listened closer to the lyrics and realized it’s a really depressing song, but I like it.
“There’s a drumming noise inside my head
That throws me to the ground
I swear that you should hear it
It makes such an all mighty sound
Louder than sirens
Louder than bells
Sweeter than heaven
And hotter than hell.”
“So, what? Am I not supposed to have an opinion?
Should I be quiet to speak because I’m a woman?
Call me a bitch ‘cause I speak what’s on my mind
Guess it’s easier for you to swallow if I sat and smiled.”
“People killing, people dying
Children hurtin’ an’ ya hear them crying
Can you practice what you preach?
And would you turn the other cheek?
Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questioning
Where is the love?”
“Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And god I know I’m one.”
“See the curtains hangin’ in the window
In the evenin’ on a Friday night
A little light a-shinin’ through the window
Lets me know everything is alright
Summer breeze, makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmine in my mind.”
Yeah, yeah, you’re bloody well right
You know you’re right to say
Me, I don’t care anyway!
Write your problems down in detail
Take them to a higher place.”
“I rock a law suit when I’m goin’ to court
A white suit when I’m getting divorced
A black suit at the funeral home
And my birthday suit when I’m home alone.”
“‘Cause every time I push
You hold me just close enough to keep me here
So pull your anchor up
And prepare to show or sail away.”
“Rag doll, livin’ in a movie
Hot tramp, Daddy’s little cutie
So fine, they’ll never see ya
Leavin’ by the back door, man.”
“Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It’s something unpredictable, but in the end is right
I hope you had the time of your life.”