Bombs away
in the new year
I’m feeling kind of strange
in the millennium
Let me count the ways
of a new fear
Something’s gonna come
And drag you away
Where does it end and you begin?
It’s a radio wasteland
From sea to sea
The wave pool sucked
in the American dream
Down the Tarot card halls
Puppets and numbers
A smile or a scar
on a magazine
It’s only flesh it falls
Just like the vanity of youth
it calls to you in a scream
Where does it end and you begin?
You need a villain to be a victim
in the wasteland
I shot my love today
She was talking ‘bout
The seventh sign
of an Armageddon
Turning water to wine
And word to stone
Point out the way
to the end of the world
Waiting for the day
of the chosen one
Who knows?
Maybe he won’t come
You were drunk in the rain
On blood Monday
Singing under a cloud
to an orphan god
Telling me your sob story
Heard it lately
Last call, we got them two for one
And three is always a crowd
Some day maybe
Natural selection’s
Going to weed us out
You need a villain
to be a victim in the wasteland
We got to leave
All romance in the past
We got to leave
All victories to chance
Where does it end
And you begin?
