When music's around, stay warm Looking like soldiers waiting to drown And I'm not around no more We've got the time of our lives now And we've got no rhyme and no reason now Pictures of people that don't make a sound It's beautiful, and even though I

Bow your head In the sea of red There are stories to be told As the years go by All the memories unfold Now look and listen as you walk around And you'll hear voices on the wind Those lonely whispers from this hallowed ground

I got my feet knocked off the ground I got my head knocked off my feet I tried to swallow all of the world And now I?m diving in too deep And now I?m falling towards the sky I just don?t know how am I But I got the weight of all the world I better not

For you baby I'm slipping into the lava Cause I'm burnin' up, burnin' up Baby who turned the temperature hotter And I'm trying to keep from going under You're cold You go around Like you know

Change, and nothing stays the same Unchained, yeah ya hit the ground running Change, nothing stays the same Thought you'd never miss me 'Til I got a Fat City address Non-stop talker, what a rocker! Unchained, yeah you hit the ground running Unchained,

You don't know my name (Round and round and round we go, will you ever know) Baby, baby, baby From the day I saw you Really, really wanted to catch your eye Somethin' special 'bout you I must really like you 'Cause not a lot of guys are worth my time, ooh

I gotta long long way to go Before I can say goodbye to you Before I can say goodbye To all I ever knew Then every time I turn around And you're nowhere to be found Oh, I gotta long long way I know You held my hand and then you slipped away

I'm not ready to make nice I'm not ready to back down I'm still mad as hell, and I don't have time To go 'round and 'round and 'round It's too late to make it right I probably wouldn't if I could 'Cause I'm mad as hell Can't bring myself to do what it is

What about your friends, will they stand their ground, Will they let you down again? What about your friends, are they gonna be lowdown, Will they ever be around, Or will they turn their backs on you? So to speak hypothetically Say I supply creativity to

We come from Back in the hollers We got sweat On our blue collars The living's hard But the living's good You see God sent The heavens down And hung 'em 'round My neck of the woods