See these eyes so green I can stare for a thousand years Well it's been so long It's been so long Just be still with me I've been putting out fire (it's been so long, so long, so long) Colder than the moon And I've been putting out the fire with gasoline

Yeah yeah yeah oh Well I'm on the Downeaster Alexa And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound I have charted a course to the vineyard But tonight I am Nantucket bound We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday Left this morning from the bell in

Love in an elevator Livin' it up when I'm goin' down Lovin' it up 'til I hit the ground Lovin' it up when I'm goin' down Livin' it up 'til I hit the ground Do you care? Honey one more time now it ain't fair Honey one more, one more, one more

Goodbye, goodbye To all the fake people in my life I never wanted you around me So be on your way now You better think twice Before you let people in your life Because when you put down No one is around you You got a case of the fake people

It’s Saturday night And the city never sleeps I got a clean t-shirt and a shot of cologne We’re way too young to be sitting at home on Baby why shouldn't we It’s been a long week

I figured out what you're all about So I hope I won't be there in the end If you come around And I don't think I like what I see All brawn and no brains And all those nice things And you finally got what you want Someone to look good with And light your

If I can help you, if I can help you If I can help you, just let me know Saying life's begun to cheat you Friends are out to beat you Grab on to what you can scramble for Don't let the tears linger on inside now 'Cause it's sure time you gained control

We are ghosts of the concrete world Genetic codes of a dying breed Will I be left behind Sounds of a playground fading You can find all you need The message is in the silence Whisper words to calm your mind Reach inside another playing come-around

Take me down little Susie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning And I won't forget to put roses on your grave Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding

Take me to your river I wanna know Oh, I wanna come near and give ya Every part of me But there's blood on my hands And my lips aren’t clean Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know