I met you at the barricade It's fever pitch where the crowd had gathered You said the bow is breaking You want to get some coffee or something
Float by the crowd that scatters I found my people and nothing else matters Bullhorns that feed back in stormy skies No one listens but it's so hot when you try
You've got a taste for danger And it turns you on Just take a look in your face I know what's going on You got a taste for danger
Tiptoe through the riot Vandals laced and braced for action No sense, no consequence You're a green stick fracture Bounce back at you
Beggars stare at the brand new sneakers on the Anarchists and celebrity speakers These are improbable days my friends Tomorrow's mundane All good things must end And the cops told the crowd they must disperse Your pretty eyes fall as the tear gas burst Here come the horses and we move along Promise I'll see you but the moment is gone
You're shocked when the spray can splatters Deliver us from the chumps and suckers You and me killing time in the present tense Bound together by someone to fight against
I used to be a dissident citizenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
