When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right

'Cause all we know is falling, it falls And remember, 'cause I know that we won't forget at all It takes some time to let you go And it shows This isn't what you wanted We've tried so hard to understand But we can't We held the world out in our hands

I could take the high road But I know that I'm going low I'm a ban, I'm a bandito Sahlo Folina I created this world To feel some control Destroy it if I want This is the sound we make

Charlie don't surf and we think he should Charlie don't surf and you know that it ain't no good Charlie don't surf for his hamburger Momma Charlie don't surf Charlie's gonna be a napalm star Everybody wants to rule the world Must be something we get from

I want the best of both worlds If we could have the best of both worlds An' honey I know what it's worth Now I know all I want I don't know what I been livin' on But it's not enough to fill me up I need more than just words can say I need everything this

But everyone is humming a song That I don't understand. I told you I wanted to be wrong, You know where I come from You know what I feel You're Yul Brenner Westworld Reporting from the field. I threw it into reverse, Made a motion to repeal.

Take it away It's the world I've grown to know Unforgiving and so cold I don't want it It's a life I'm forced to live I've got nothing more to give I don't want it anymore We're generation dead

No scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful And you don't have to change a thing, the world could change its heart You should know you're beautiful just the way you are Oh-oh, oh-oh She just wants to be beautiful She goes unnoticed, she

We are the human radio Keep your eye on the prize and your feet on the ground The human radio is playing your anthem We march, we fight, we live We scream, we die, we give We want the world to know Keep moving subject, matter around I'm reaching out to

They say quitters never win There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down We only want to sing you to sleep But we walk the plank on a sinking ship Whoa, oh, oh, oh We need umbrellas on the inside A penny for your thoughts, but a