Paint the streets in white

Death is the standard breach for a complex prize



I think it's sweet of you and your parents are proud

but I would expect it from anyone now to protect life's indigenous sound...



Worship, play play

Worship, play play

Worship, play play

Worship, play, worship, playWorship-Worship

Play and worship, play, play

Play and worship, play, play

Play and worship, playWorship-Worship



How the streets they swell

While the animals make their way through the crowds

If you keep listening you can hear it for miles

God, I trust everyone quicker with every faint smile....



Worship, play, play

Worship, play, worship, play

Play and worship, play play

play and worship, playWorship-Worship

play and worship, playWorship-Worship

play and worship, playWorship-Worship

Play and worship, play play

Play and worship, play play

Play and worship, play play

play and worship, playWorship-Worship



And the crowd goes wild

and the camera makes you seasick

god it's so sweet of you and I know your proud

And the car bomb hits click, click, click, faint smile....



Its the same sound....it's the same....sound....

And the crowd goes wild

and the camera makes you seasick

god it's so sweet of you and you know I'm proud

And the car bomb tick, tick with the same sound

whith the same sound....hexagram