too many screamers wearing a mask too many dreamers looking for the ones that last too many eyes looking for hope too many tears looking for a way to cope it’s no joke it’s just a sad song that pulls you along yeah it’s just a sad song and it won’t take long too many thoughts breaking your stride too many jekylls feeling like a mr. hyde too many clouds darken your day too many rain drops falling on your thunder bay everyday yeah it’s just a sad song that pulls you along yeah it’s just a sad song and you’re getting it on it’s just a sad...

You believe in anything* They tell you how to think The simpletons all circle In the raging roller rink I’m trading in the alley I’m booking up a storm Forget about reality Cause nothing is the norm Yeah yeah So what can you do You say They owe me a few yeah Blue tip of your cue yeah You got that look on your face You’d like to be in the race You cannot hide your disgrace You leave without a trace All set to weary your heartland Black and white tv Stroking all the gunheads Into the ninth degree You here the screamers coming They clamour in disguise You think that...