If I should die before I wake I'll go into the night whispering your name If lying in your arms is the last thing that I do At least I know that I'll be loved by you In about a hundred years from now When all of my love letters are found And someone

We rock the world, ooh, yeah We didn't listen when they said it can't be done It's gonna make the papers This shit's gon' hit the news 'Cause fear don't haunt the madness Got nothing left to lose A hundred years from now There's still be talking, girl I

Then, and again, sing of three hundred men Glory and death, Spartans will never surrender Many many years ago, when Persia came ashore Heeding Leonidas' call the Spartans went to war Joined by their brothers, a few against the fateful horde

Tomorrow I ride at dawn Like my father And his father And his father before Watched the soil burn with fire War after war Done things I didn't know I could For the common good Give a man a hundred years

Four hundred years (four hundred years, four hundred years. wo-o-o-o) And it's the same The same (wo-o-o-o) philosophy I've said it's four hundred years; (four hundred years, four hundred years. wo-o-o-o, wo-o-o-o) Look, how long (wo-o-o-o) And the

Hello, welcome home Even if it takes all night or a hundred years Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear Isn't it lovely, all alone? Heart made of glass, my mind of stone Thought I found a way

Baby sweet baby Here I am I'm knowing Won't you please Come on back home to me I've been so lonely These few days feel like A hundred years How you make me worry baby How you make me worry about you

Four hundred thousend years ago They came from outer space And gave us life here We are taking everything for granted I don't think we should do this now And when I see the smoke all around I feel like I'm now From humankind down there I feel like

Just let me die When the end is getting closer And the earth has burned the sky Now repent 'cause it's all over Here's the massacre A mausoleum fit for me Lived a hundred years, A hundred years I didn't see Gave all my hope away

It must have been a bitch while I was gone I'm sorry to have taken so long You'll reacquaint yourself with my style All this time you put up a fear For a hundred thousand years You mind if I sit down for a while Well, how could you have waited so long