Written by tommy Lead vocals by tommy
I'm tired of your To me to my bended knees And if I only talk to you I'm sure I could make you see time has a way Of bringing mountains down, down, down Storm clouds are I suggest you head for ground
I say a thing of the past And you ain't last No what you say or do It's all up to you
You're duty-free, you're You party with the And you dance the dance so Why not you're heaven-sent But has a way of bringing Even mountains down, down, There's a storm a-comin' I insist you for higher ground
You talk and you get so intense That you almost make And what scares me the most You as the host of lies It's prime time, Can't you see in my eyes, a
Cold war-runnin' in the Everybody you knows It's going down, don't you Cold in the air Everyone everywhere it's time To get for a cold war you look now But the skinny boy's a man
You say the luck of the draw And you have it all And I'll die young trying to it Into something that ain't last You to reconsider 'cause I'm coming with a
Cold in the streets you meet Know's going down, don't you know war-blood is in the air Everyone says it's time To get ready for a war-looking at me From every tree There's a scared man from a war-don't you look now But the skinny boy's a man
[extra verses sung in concert during the tour:] Try as you will, you can't escape the That your clothing, Demanding that you All the trouble that you, The bad mixed the good, The heartless of data waiting to be understood Information promptly processed your request, The task told honestly requires you acquiesce.
Well, blind put you where you are now You're a old cow gettin' high on society's milk. We pay your bills, should be so tough. better watch your fat ass, 'cause we've had enough!
With this cold in the streets Everybody you Knows going down, don't you know war-blood is in the air Everyone says it's time To get ready for a war-looking at me From behind every There's a man running from a Cold war-don't you now But the boy's a streetfighting man