Here she comes Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for high street

Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Burn my fist to the

Earth belong not to you Belong all we to her Elegies are to be sung Winds of armageddon come Ignorance within your bliss Soon you will atone for this In your carcinogenic haze Baneful of a newer age

Laying in the light Put out the fire in your head And lay with me tonight You are not alone She sees him laying in the bed alone tonight The only thing a touching him is a crack of light Pieces of her hair are wrapped around and 'round his fingers He

Well, that's nothin' (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed Get along with the voices inside of my head And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy You're tryin' to save me, stop holdin' your breath (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh,

I want you to know this I want you to know just what I feel You told me through sacred lies I told you once with bloodshot eyes You told me don't ask Just stay away from me You violate, and yourself a man

Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Dirty deeds Pick up the phone Done dirt cheap If you're havin' trouble with the high school head He's givin' you the blues You want to graduate but not in 'is bed Here's what you gotta

Stay with me until I fall asleep Stay with me I'm not ready to go It's not your fault love You didn't know, you didn't know Kiss it all better, He sits in his cell, And he lays on his bed Covers his head and closes his eyes

Here she comes Miss Sarajevo Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day Is there a time for kohl and lipstick A time for curling hair Is there a time for

They're not gonna happen Don't get any big ideas You paint yourself white And fill up with noise But there'll be something missing Now that you've found it, it's gone Now that you feel it, you don't You've gone off the rails So don't get any big ideas