I am not afraid The outsiders are gathering, a new day is born Drawing patterns with a cork on the tablecloth Promising volcanic change of plot When you told me what you knew Lost in the moment The day that the music stopped And I do remember you Where

You don't have to be old to be wise I grow sick and tired of the same old lies Might look a little young So what's wrong I've had enough of being programmed And told what I ought to do Let's get one thing straight I'll choose my fate And it's got nothing

When I'm kissing my love Just a thumping and a skipping Feel the blood a pumping in my veins She's such a tender sender With her sweet young friends She's so good at what she does All she wants to do is kiss and hug She's got me in love

Live long and die for me We are killed gods We make this world worth saving (are) Are you prepared to believe? (killed) Kill everything that kills you (gods) Wallow in the winter of it Discover what you truly covet Underneath the floor, above it

We're safe and sound (Safe and sound) You could be my luck I know that we'll be safe and sound I could lift you up I could show you what you want to see And take you where you want to be Even if the sky is falling down Safe and sound

All those you've loved All those who've died In darkness we'll rest All we have left is what lives in our minds I know their spirits are up in the sky Count the days down to one last breath So forgive what you can't forget So open your eyes Open your

This is how we party, foolin' with your body Don't know how it started, you can't get enough of me You can't get enough of me I go, go, go, we get it on, yeah You got what you wanted, don't you know that Come on everybody, you can't get enough of me I

No we don't give a fuck, we just Smokin' of marijuana till our brains get starve Feel my blood, without Oh, what precious plant, to destroy it I just can't Doctors use it in their laboratories Smokin' touches everybody's heart - it's mistery It's good

Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow All I give a fuck about is that dinero They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?" I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow The British are here The Bay is here, you know? Pull up in that Bruce Wayne

(It's a kind of magic) It's a kind of magic This rage that lasts a thousand years The bell that rings inside your mind Will soon be gone (A kind of magic) One dream, one soul, one prize, one goal One golden glance of what should be One shaft of light