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Angels & Airwaves

The Revelator

 

The Revelator

(Album: Love II - 2011)


Can you tell me your name girl?
Are you calling me out?
Are you walking my way?
Are you losing your faith?
Cause you make lots of noise dear
Are you looking for fires?
Or a group of more liars?
Are you using your faith?
When we all have a choice then
We act like a man
Will you raise up your hands?
When the shit hits the fan
Turn white as a ghost
As the air leaves your throat
Will you throw me a rope?
Or go at it alone?

[Chorus:]
It's a little late
In a little while
Can we forget about it?
With a little lake
Of a little fire
Well take the fun out of it
Pour a little wine
Take a little kneel
Pack a little bag
And a wallet
Get a bit of ice
And a heavy meal
There is no easy way out
As you pray for the end to come
All you'll get is a marching line
As you wait for the hounds of hell
You'll be in for a big surprise

Can you tell me your name girl?
Does the cat have your tongue?
Are you calling someone?
Are you waiting to run?
When the show will arrive
It will be right on time
So you better sit tight
It will be a great ride

[Chorus:]
It's a little late
In a little while
Can we forget about it?
With a little lake
Of a little fire
Well take the fun out of it
Pour a little wine
Take a little kneel
Pack a little bag
And a wallet
Get a bit of ice
And a heavy meal
There is no easy way out
As you pray for the end to come
All you'll get is a marching line
As you wait for the hounds of hell
You'll be in for a big surprise
Cause the end, it will never come
But were in for a few hard times
And we'll get knocked up down and done
But the truth is were still alive

Where we going
Come on over
No ones dying
Were fine

As you pray for the end to come
All you'll get is a marching line
As you wait for the hounds of hell
You'll be in for a big surprise
Cause the end, it will never come
But were in for a few hard times
And well get knocked up down and done
But the truth is were still alive
Where we going
Come on over
No ones dying
Were fine

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