Lyrics
but there s no one here
With picket signs for the modern times, that ain t a skyline
The streets are trashed, i heard a big bang so i shot back So, for some change
there s a mushroom cloud of cynicism and doubt
It s a cemetary, so the can man stayed
I think about it every night and day, that ain t a skyline
that ain t the sidewalk
Diss town is a pa clipse, nothings intact in fact the citys blown out, the streets are trashed
That ain t a skyline, another murder in the first degree
So diss town is a pa clipse, i heard a big bang so i shot back Glos, i think about it every night and day
i heard a big bang so i shot back
And the church bell chimes, so the can man stayed, but there s no one here
Now there s another lover dead inside my tracks, diss town is a pa clipse
Trying to hustle some bottles back to the store, i think about it every night and day
it s the sidelines
So diss town is a pa clipse, nothings intact in fact the citys blown out
I think about it every night and day, for some change, so the can man stayed
Now there s another lover dead inside my tracks, the streets are trashed
The streets are trashed, i think about it every night and day Town, but the insincere
For some change, diss town is a pa clipse
i think about it every night and day
But there s no one here, there s a mushroom cloud of cynicism and doubt, that ain t a skyline
It s the sidelines, another murder in the first degree The, that ain t a skyline
and the church bell chimes
It s the sidelines, that ain t the sidewalk
The streets are trashed, for some change
Nothings intact in fact the citys blown out, i think about it every night and day
The streets are trashed, that ain t a skyline
now there s another lover dead inside my tracks
diss town is a pa clipse
But the insincere, i think about it every night and day
I think about it every night and day, now that there s a mob in the road So, but there s no one here
I think about it every night and day, now there s another lover dead inside my tracks
I think about it every night and day, i think about it every night and day, now there s another lover dead inside my tracks
i heard a big bang so i shot back
Trying to hustle some bottles back to the store, but there s no one here, i think about it every night and day
now there s another lover dead inside my tracks
I think about it every night and day, but there s no one here So, it s a cemetary
and the church bell chimes
Now that there s a mob in the road, and i m the last man standing trying to figure it out So, it s the sidelines
It s the sidelines, so the can man stayed So, it s the sidelines
Another murder in the first degree, there s a mushroom cloud of cynicism and doubt So, and the church bell chimes
