Greetings boys and girls, be seated Welcome to the freak show of the year We’re oh so happy you’re all here So suck some air into your lungs If you’ve been dying more than once If you feel truly insincere Someone kill the radio This white noise slowly bores us all to tears People are dying but who cares? Let’s all salute the century They shot the dreams of you and me Your mind is now the enemy And there’s no honesty And there’s no more guarantee Because you’ve heard it all before It’s not what I signed up for
The Johnny on the corner said: “The golden age is buried dead and gone” He said: “Boy, go ask anyone” So I spent all my money living in the future Like an old man looking through a magazine
And there’s no honesty And there’s no more guarantee Because you’ve heard it all before It’s not what I signed up for Let’s burn it all down And let’s hope the smell passes And just like a black leather phoenix We rise from the ashes
And there’s no honesty And there’s no more guarantee Because you’ve heard it all before It’s not what I signed up forTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
