Uxellodunon This is the final resistancel This was the final revolti In desperace hope With tear-dimmed eyes With wrath-torn minds We took up arms one more time Oh the last stand The freedom manifesto

Just wanna be Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight I wanna bewitch you all night Something within your eyes Said it could be the last time 'Fore it's over! You'll soon be hearing the chime Close to midnight If I could turn back the time

Should I go back should I go back should I I feel alone and tired I hope I won't forget you This time I don't want to Last night it came as a picture With a good reason, a warning sign This place is void of all passion If you can imagine it's easy if you

All we need is little action If it's only but a fraction (What I say) People to see, even me Man with a little got more of a plea He's cryin', I don't know Time at last, laws to pass Can't be a few got to be a mass A-tryin' got to go

'Cause I swear for the last time I won't trust myself with you (Everyone feels so far away from me) (Trying not to break but I'm so tired of this deceit) (All I ever think about is this) (All the tiring time between) (And how trying to put my trust in

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

Nah nah nah I haven't seen you in ages Sometimes I find myself wondering where you are For me you'll always be eighteen And beautiful and dancing away with my heart I finally asked you to dance on the last slow song Beneath that moon that was really a

Bust down, ran outta plastic (Woo) Triple backflip, gymnastics (Woo) Every time I spit, it go Platinum (Woo) Open up my mouth, all platinum (Woo) Whip with the wings like Batman (Woo) Roll around Lower Manhattan (Let's go) Black teeth (Black teeth) We

I've got a little black book with my poems in Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in I got elastic bands keepin' my shoes on Got those swollen-hand blues I got thirteen channels of shit on the

Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,