We're under control Waiting for the fire to light Feeling like we could do right Be the one that makes tonight 'Cause freedom is a lonely road I might be anyone A lone fool out in the sun Your heartbeat of solid gold I love you, you'll never know

'Cause it's all that I want And I want to be free I got Satan riding next to me 'Cause we're all bloody freaks And we'll give you the creeps Chasing fireflies and zeroes Concrete dream (hey) I'm gonna make a scene, radio Caught burning gasoline, sleeping

So stop, drop and roll one We're on fire, I think Takes one to grow one Burned out like the prom queen We're right on the brink We're one of a kind It’s all mirrors and smoke rings We’re one of a kind We're all mirrors and smoke rings

Shine on, you crazy diamond Remember when you were young? You shone like the sun. Now there's a look in your eyes Like black holes in the sky You were caught in the crossfire Of childhood and stardom, Blown on the steel breeze Come on you target

We're smelling honey suckle on the river bank Fireflies, sweet tea, in the summer rain Pouring all the way, all the way, down Cherry red lips calling out my name Two-ton Ford and that parking brake Pushed all the way, all the way down Dash light dripping

Lay it down, lay it down Make it alright I'll hold you so tight Lay it down It's gonna be alright Oh, lay it down Oh, before the morning light Come and lay it down tonight Ruby red, her lips were on fire

And it burns, burns, burns, I went down, down, down as the flames were rising higher The ring of fire Love is a burning thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire And I fell into a burning ring of fire And I fell right into a great ring of fire

Infinite content We're infinitely content And all your money is already spent on it All your money is already spent On infinite content

Don't take the fire from your eyes Must make them feel the heat We'll be alright in the morning time We're doing fine, I'll see you on the night line Move fast, in the tunnels of the underground They build castles underground for the rich and politic

Makes me feel like I'm a modern man In line for a number but you don't understand Like a modern man And the people behind me, they can't understand In my dream I was almost there But we're wasted And that's why we're still waiting So I wait my turn, I'm