Handed down from fathers to sons. Was the hatred of weakness and the love of guns. A talk of peace but not in our time. To save our souls and stop the crime.
Automobile noise. Out in the traffic. Black cars and blue cars go by. Backwards and forward. The names and places I know. Alright I cross the same old ground, yeah.
I walk across the rooftops. I follow a broken Thread. Of white rags falling slowly down. Flags caught on the fences. I am in love, I am in love with you.
Matter of order. As a matter of fact. First to get told. Last to get asked. Just mind your ass. When the buck gets passed. Mind over matter. As a matter of fact.
Say you'll be there. I'll change my clothes and wash my hair. Say that you might. I'd sit outside your door all night. Quiet as a mouse. Say yes and I'll go to our mom's house.
Hanging on the line. Waiting to be picked. Same old story. Every time I ask a favour of you. Force and hold me back. So that we don't win. So that you don't lose.