Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Your Alibi (Pride: The Cold Lover)

Sunday morning I arrive
Through the dark and night's disguise
Sunday morning
Baby, I'm your alibi

Dream got out of bed
And made it stand
Screamin' out loud
Get your feet on the ground
She said drop dead
Stuck in the clouds
That hang around her head

Oh, will someone light a candle
For me, leading to my morning glory

Sunday morning I arrive
Through the dark and night's disguise
Sunday morning
Baby, I'm your alibi
Sunday morning I arrive
Through the dark and night's disguise
Sunday morning
Baby, I'm your alibi

Give and take
And get what you give
The mistake is it's easy to die for you baby
It's harder to live
Windows down
They keep me wake

Oh man, will someone light a candle for me
Drivin' to my morning glory

Sunday morning I arrive
Through the dark and night's disguise
Sunday morning
Baby, I'm your alibi
Sunday morning I arrive
Through the dark and night's disguise
Sunday morning
Baby, I'm your alibi

I know it don't make sense
Accept that this is over
It makes no difference
Accept that this is over

Conversations with my coffee and cigarettes
She's as far from me as heaven
But it's worth it in the end
I wouldn't be here if it wasn't worth fighting for
And for every mile marker on this interstate
There's a reason why I'm still here and why she still waits

So someone light a candle for
Every reason she's my morning glory

Sunday morning I arrive
Through the dark and night's disguise
Sunday morning
Baby, I'm your alibi
Sunday morning I arrive
Through the dark and night's disguise
Sunday morning
Baby, I'm your alibi

Singing out
It don't make sense at all
But I'll drive around all night
I'm singing out
It don't make sense at all
But I'm drivin' all night
All night

One For The Numbers (Sirens)

Pack your bags
Don't you feel a bit insecure?
It's natural
And sell your past
You don't need it anymore
It's called Americanization

So if you've come here for salvation
Please wait in line
We take our time
We take no reservations
Give us a break
We're heading in the making

America dear
Religion's a fast food restaurant here
America dear
God works via satellite here
And we wish you were here
We wish you were here
One more for the numbers here
And we wish you were dear
We wish you were here
One more for the numbers dear

How do you you lie?
A nation you paid full price
Quite an exotic sensation
To be a lonely awkward nation

So pack your bags
Don't you feel a bit peculiar?
It's natural
And sell your past
You don't need it anymore
We call it Americanization

So if you've come here for salvation
Please wait in line
We take our time
And make no accusation
Give us a break
We're heading in the making

America dear
Religion's a fast food restaurant here
America dear
God works via satellite here
And we wish you were here
We wish you were here
One more for the numbers dear
And we wish you were here
We wish you were here
One more for the numbers dear

How do you you lie?
A nation you paid full price
Quite an exotic sensation
To be a lonely awkward nation

And it's a fucked up situation
A kingdom of bastard-mixed procreation
And our freedom is masturbation
Feel free to cry
We've sold a lie

But if you've come here for salvation
Please wait in line
We take our time
And save your aggravation
Give us a break
We're heading in the making

America dear
Religion's a fast food restaurant here
America dear
God works via satellite here
And we wish you were here
We wish you were here
One more for the numbers dear
And we wish you were here
We wish you were here
One more for the numbers dear

We wish you were here
One more for the numbers dear
We wish you were here
One more for the numbers dear

How do you you lie?
A nation you paid full price
Quite an exotic sensation
To be a lonely awkward nation