I was on Grand Street when I heard a woman cry Turned to see a young boy with his head held high He was screaming abuse at everything and nothing Wasn't more than seventeen years old Waving a pistol, blew himself to heaven I guess he just exploded out of control
Minding my own business Playing social snakes and ladders There's a knock on my door The military mad-hatter He says someone pressed a button Only got about 8 minutes To get myself and my family into some underground hole Where we can sit and play twenty questions Whilst our leaders invent answers It seems the whole world just exploded out of control!
You sit on your side And I'll sit on mine Used to have such grand plans Now we can't afford the time It may seem pretty arrogant But words may be heart fire
Deep inside I'm freezing cold Sorry that I beat you Sorry that I screamed For a moment there I really lost controlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
