Written by tommy vocals by tommy shaw
I'm of your psychology To bring me to my bended And if I could talk to you I'm sure that I could you see 'cause has a way Of even mountains down, down, down clouds are coming I suggest you for higher ground
I say you're a thing of the And you ain't last No matter you say or do It's all up to you
duty-free, you're tax-exempt You party the president And you dance the dance so Why not believe you're But time has a way of mountains down, down, down There's a cloud a-comin' I insist you head for ground
You talk and you get so intense That you almost make And what scares me the most You as the host of lies It's time, baby Can't you see in my eyes, a
Cold in the streets Everybody you knows It's down, don't you know Cold in the air Everyone everywhere says it's To get ready for a war Don't you now But the skinny boy's a man
You say the luck of the draw And you have it all And I'll die young to make it Into that ain't gonna last You to reconsider 'cause I'm coming fast a
war-running in the streets Everybody you Know's it's going down, you know Cold is in the air everywhere says it's time To get ready for a cold at me From every tree a scared man running from a Cold war-don't you now But the boy's a streetfighting man
verses sung in concert during the kilroy tour:] Try as you will, you escape the chill That your clothing, Demanding that you All the trouble surrounds you, The bad mixed the good, The bits of data waiting to be understood Information central promptly processed request, The we're told honestly requires you acquiesce.
Well, blind put you where you are now You're a selfish old cow gettin' on society's milk. We pay your bills, life be so tough. You'd better watch your fat ass, we've had enough!
With this cold war-running in the Everybody you Knows it's going down, you know war-blood is in the air Everyone everywhere it's time To get ready for a cold at me behind every tree There's a scared man running a war-don't you look now But the boy's a streetfighting man