Hide the cross Let the fool be used Say goodnight To the boy singing the blues O the 60s don't exist To some one as young as you So stick to politics Like they stick to you Stand like this When you in they're academy And you'll paint just like they want And you'll paint just like they want And you'll paint just like they want
In the parking lot All the seagulls hide the cars In between the lines All the questions that hold my life Well they all get confused by someone Else's fear And your attitude And my family I just want to walk away and leave all this behind me