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