Let the song go All we ever need is a reason for a revolution So I run with the sun and the air til I feel it Run away to something I believe in The only place to go is where my heart beats faster I wander forever to find it, remember There’s nothing

There's something in the air So dry your lily eyes don't be so cruel A little celebration Using all you know it's meant for fools This is a celebration Hang your weary head you seem defeated Like the little girl you've been with cheated And in the

I'm joining the dots From the smoke in your hair to the blood in the bruise And the bows on the shoes you kicked off I'm joining the dots, I'm joining the dots Been trying to think of something colorful for this season Pull the wool over the gullible for

(We were) Born to rock Pull out all the stops Ooh-ooh-ooh And we scream Streets alive Something in the air We're writing up a brand new constitution

Oh oh oh oh, in your town In your town I feel a little less lonely right away Something in the air intoxicates And even though the streets are filled with pain There's a part of me that always wants to stay And time stays frozen, all seems golden now

Run 'em through your hair And we can get to rockin' There you are and baby, here I am But I need something to do with my hands So maybe I should stick 'em in your pockets And I need something to do with my hands I need something to do with my hands Well

When was the last time you did something for the first time? Maybe something new is what you're needing Like a real life, let your hair down, feel alive You say you never danced to a dashboard singin' R.E.M. under summer stars Never leaned back on a jet

I believe in angels I'll cross the stream, I have a dream Something good in everything I see When I know the time is right for me I have a dream, a song to sing To help me cope with anything If you see the wonder of a fairy tale You can take the future

To show you all something someday Just a face in the crowd To the wind you’re a toy Just a drunk Irish boy I’ll be back around Well, I danced in the arms of a black haired girl In Scollay Square after the war And I drank to get drunk, and sank and I

Yeah yeah and it's okay I tie my hands up to a chair so I don't fall that way Yeah yeah and I'm alright I took a sip of something poison but I'll hold on tight I took a sip of something poison, a sip of something poison Sometimes life it takes you by the