Better loud than too late I gotta say it now Have a soul that has been saved I can feel like I I can see the light Coming through the clouds in rays What used to be a house of cards Has turned into a reservoir Save the tears that were water falling

What have we become? A farewell to arms I'll wave this flag of white So the avenged see the light We'll pay for closed eyes Before genocide Can you hear the cries? Nowhere the children run to hide Crimson rivers flow down hills, atone our ills

Watchin' that blonde hair swing To every song I'd sing You were California beautiful I was playin' everything but cool I can still hear that sound Of every wave crashin' down Like the tears we cried That day we had to leave It was everything we wanted it

Often, often, girl I do this often Make that pussy pop and do it how I want it She asked me if I do this every day, I said often Asked how many times she rode the wave, not so often Bitches down to do it either way, often Baby I can make that pussy rain,

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

Nothin' that I wouldn't say to you Can you feel it in the airwaves Rollin down the lane Black out in the background Standin' in your veins Can you teach it to the prisoners Can you throw it at the wall You leap into the altitudes

Set sail across the waves Where we will stop no man can say The alcohol stores are running low So into the deep blue yonder go We'll end our quest by following the smell That leads us to the Mead from Hell Under the sea, there's a colony of bees And a

The fundamental loneliness goes whenever two can dream a dream When I saw you first, the time was half past three When your eyes met mine it was eternity By now we know the wave is on it's way to be So close your eyes For that's a lovely way to be Aware

And the record won't stop skipping And the lies just won't stop slipping And besides my reputation's on the line We can fake it for the airwaves Force our smiles, baby, half dead From comparing myself to everyone else around me Everyone else around me

Oh you can pull me under When your sanity is a hurricane Into a town called paradise So let's wash away the night Into a neon scene of light Away we'll drive into a town called paradise And your heartache is tidal wave When euphoria is hit and run And