i got the light thru the window you've got the alcohol i'm on the here and now you're on the year before i'm on a steady diet of really being here you got a list of rules that makes things disappear
i see the moon in texas you see a bar that's dark i want a revolution you wanna make your mark but it's not guilt that i want or punishment i see the world reorganized now in terms of people's needs
maybe tonite we could bring the fuck into the light maybe tonite i can see that i don't wanna die maybe when i turn myself away every little thing you said i wanna throw it all into the bay