Flaming Halos

And I heard the kids all saying “We will change the world”
I laughed right in their face — It was so absurd
Stand alone and be proud
A loser in a loser’s crowd
You can have your private scene

I want out [x4]

And I saw soldiers waging war — In the blackened streets
With six string guns and hardened leather souls — Ruins at their feet
Obscurity not purity
In their goal from the start
A lonely birthday on the run

I want out [x4]

How could we be a minor threat? Can’t play a minor chord
The establishment is what you dream to be — By your own accord
Take it, break it, never make it
Crack your head, unless you fake it
Touch my soul, I lose control

I want out [x4]

Who’s the leader with all the ways? — To make the world turn right
Forget it man, just sleep all day — Stay out all night
If it changed and rearranged
Who would rule? It’s all in vain
I’m tired of your anti-answers

I want out [x8]