It’s a masquerade with all the troops out on parade Up till now we’ve saved Every woulda, coulda, shoulda that could’ve ever been made Riding tall on a ten foot bicycle Feeling small when I passed by city hall I caught a glimpse of the night mayor dressed in black taking nips from a flask filed with cognac With the memory of R.C.N speckled in trash I made a mad-hatter dash for the Frenchman stash I hope a couple grams will last Because there’s four lungs puffin’ mama you can do the math
It’s a masquerade with all the troops out on parade Up till now we’ve saved Every woulda, coulda, shoulda That could’ve ever been made
Look at us now Riding on the rooftops letting it out You could have the same We could be as one We could find a solution in the sun
Now I’m breathing into you And I don’t even know your name If my breath’s enough to save your life Why won’t it stop all these games? Politicians playing with all of our minds Wrecking all of our lives They’re like blind surgeons in the dark Their blue pens are scalpels in disguise It’s a masquerade Insecurity guard, there’s a force at the border That won’t be let on
It’s a masquerade with all the troops out on parade Up till now we’ve saved Every woulda, coulda, shoulda That could’ve ever been made Look at us now Riding on the rooftops letting it out You could have the same We could be as one We could find a solution in the sun I don’t need to fall into all your lies It’s all I see for you and I I’m in a dream I’m holding on I’ll be here you’ll be gone Hurry, hurry, hurry I need you now In the dark we find the soundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
