Angry words and honking cars
Satellites and falling stars Distant dark blue radios that whisper down my boulevards Ghosts and chains rattle in the attic Broken headphones filled with static Lonely room you’ve got nowhere to run 3, 2, 1 for all and all for 1
Times will be bad times will be good
Things I wish I hadn’t done and somehow wish I would Cutting through the American noise You’ve got a voice and a song to sing (and a song to sing) Drink deep in the morning Drink deep in the morning See what the day will bring La da da da Lift up your voice Let love cut through the American noise La da da da Lift up your voice Let love cut through the American noise Slamming doors and cell phone rings Hurricane force of silent screams Don’t know what to believe Bend the rule just to break it You're so tired 'cause to got to fake it But you just wanna be someone 3, 2, 1 for all and all for 1 |