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