Light Grenades

(альбом: Light Grenades - 2006)

We're given, a garden, and gave back, a parking lot
We got about fifteen minutes to go
Before this, audience, starts throwing, tomatoes yeah
It's not the end, there is more show
We got about fifteen minutes to go

Survived the plague, floated the flood
Just peeked our heads above the mud
No one's immune, deafening bells
My God, will we survive ourselves

I'm not an, alarmist
But someone, should break the glass
And pull that red, T-lever down
To get their, attention
Start lobbing, the light grenades
That burst and blind them with the truth
Eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth

Survived the plague, floated the flood
Just peeked our heads above the mud
No one's immune, deafening bells
My God, will we survive ourselves
Survived the plague, floated the flood
Just peeked our heads above the mud
No one's immune, deafening bells
My God, will we survive ourselves

Come on, remember who you are
Come on, remember who you are
Come on, remember who you are
Come on, remember who you are