Bombs away in the new year I’m feeling kind of strange in the millennium Let me count the ways of a new fear Something’s gonna come And drag you away Where does it end and you begin?
It’s a radio wasteland From sea to sea The wave pool sucked in the American dream Down the Tarot card halls Puppets and numbers A smile or a scar on a magazine It’s only flesh it falls Just like the vanity of youth it calls to you in a scream
Where does it end and you begin? You need a villain to be a victim in the wasteland
I shot my love today She was talking ‘bout The seventh sign of an Armageddon Turning water to wine And word to stone Point out the way to the end of the world Waiting for the day of the chosen one Who knows? Maybe he won’t come
You were drunk in the rain On blood Monday Singing under a cloud to an orphan god Telling me your sob story Heard it lately Last call, we got them two for one And three is always a crowd Some day maybe Natural selection’s Going to weed us out
You need a villain to be a victim in the wasteland
We got to leave All romance in the past We got to leave All victories to chance Where does it end And you begin?