We're going to shoot you But don't get the wrong idea And there's nothing in your head or pocket Throat or wallet You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have So put your hands in the air and don't make a sound That could change just how this

If you're ever gonna find a silver lining It's gotta be a cloudy day, It's gotta be a cloudy day You're gonna have to stand in the rain, You gotta get a little dirt on your hands Woke up on the wrong side of rock bottom You're all out of pennies, and the

And it's blue And he's blue Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans Everything is grey His hair, his smoke, his dreams And now he's so devoid of color You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise You’re spilling like an overflowing sink

Hallelujah Day sing hallelujah, Hallelujah day sing hallelujah. Hallelujah Day sing hallelujah, love is on its way. It's coming to ya, children gather round now, Clap your hands and sing. That old sun is shining down, Soon the bells are gonna ring. Can't

I really can't stay But, baby, it's cold outside Ahh, but it's cold outside I got to go away But baby, it's cold outside This evening has been Been hoping that you'd drop in So very nice I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice

Money, get away Get a good job with good pay and you're okay Money, it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar, four star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team Money, get back I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of

Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

Slow it down, Angie come back to bed Rest your arms, and rest your legs I feel her filth in my bones Wash off my hands 'til it’s gone The walls they’re closing in With velvet curtains Some love was made for the lights Some kiss your cheek and goodnight