Everything's not lost I'll be counting up my demons yeah Hoping everything's not lost Come on yeah oh oh yeah come on yeah If you ever feel neglected If you think all is lost When I'm counting up my demons Saw there was one for every day With the good

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright She moves in mysterious ways Johnny take a walk With your sister the moon Let her pale light in To fill up your room You've been living underground Eating from a can

Inside this dying world We would see hope in our last day For there is still, for there is still beauty But is regret only a word that the living possess? I can only imagine that wrath is being held out So there will be time for us to be redeemed But

And I, I, I I, I, I, I'll be living up, I'll be living up I, I, I, I'll be throwing it up, I'll be throwing it up I, I, I, I'll be playin it cool, What a girl's gonna do Living on the world turning

Who will survive in America? Us living as we do upside down And the new word to have is revolution People don't even want to hear the preacher Spill or spiel because God's whole card has been thoroughly piqued And America is now blood and tears instead

Just wanna stay up all night with you Living up in the air Living don't get you there I'll keep it moving Don't wait for nothing now Gotta keep it moving If you don't really care If you got the time to take it up there When you get the rhythm and words

The day has come We belong with the living dead of the night Hold on to me baby His bony hands will do you no harm It said in the cards we lost our soul to the nameless one Wake up baby and taste the dirt We're six feet under and still in love Hear the

The show must go on My make-up may be flaking But my smile still stays on Empty spaces, what are we living for? Abandoned places, I guess we know the score On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for? Another hero, another mindless crime Behind

That's just the way it is Things will never be the same Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself Is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm black My stomach hurts so I'm lookin'

With an uptown girl You know I'm in love Uptown girl My uptown girl She's been living in her white bread world As long as anyone with hot blood can And now she's looking for a downtown man That's what I am Just because