Hold on, hold on 'Cause an empty room can be so loud It's too many tears to drown them out So hold on, hold on When you love someone, and they break your heart Don't give up on love have faith to restart Just hold on, hold on 'Cause there's more to life

Well she's walking through the clouds With a circus mind that's running 'round. Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about. When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. Said, "It's all right, take

What time is it? The time of our lives It's our vacation That's right, say it loud Anticipation School's out, scream and shout! It's party time

People like you You live in a dream world You despise the outside And you fear you're the next one It's in your dream There's just one question Should I kill Or should I be left behind Sick and tired

I'm on your back If you walk out on me I'm walking after you I cannot be without you, matter of fact Tonight I'm tangled in my blanket of clouds Dreaming aloud Things just won't do without you, matter of fact If you'd accept surrender, I'll give up some

So why do I try? Oh baby, look at us I'm loving the pain I never wanna live without it You drive me insane Now we're screaming just to see who's louder You got me like (na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na) We been living like angels, living

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

Live out loud Hey ho, let's fucking go Hey ho, let's get up and rock n' roll I don't see the fearsome fright All I see is beauty shine Not much time to say goodnight I can hear you scream in the sky Nephew do you feel all right Always up in overdrive

Young renegade You're just a live grenade Get the fuck down Shots ringing out loud I am the fury of a bomb Agent Orange, tiger print, Vietnam A thousand words in the crest of my palm Just one death sentence written in a fucking song

Turn that shit out louder Make it all go faster Playing through the witching hour Take it to one thousand horsepower Get it up get it up feel the alive Turn it up turn it up one more time Time to rewind Back to 1995 when we were nothing Walking through