Cotton mouth is bleeding
One way glass deceiving

Dope me up on women and credit cards
Promised X-Ray vision and fancy cars
The tables set for the bourgeoisie
Better get in line with your dinner tray
‘Cause When it’s all ran out and it’s just you left
With the nut job swigging his crystal meth
And there’s a constant ring of machinery
Is there a place for me in history?

Sending the boys away
Leaving them out to play
Throwing them miles away
Now it’s another day
To shelter from the storm
Sending the boys away
Leaving them out to play
Throwing them miles away
Wishing for new years day
To shelter from the storm

Sons of time are rising
Sixteen minds exploding

It’s the 21st century, ain’t it cool?
It’s taught us how to eat and how to drool
And the wind up merchants are out in force
Telling you, my brother, to change your course
And you won’t be the first to think it’s wrong
When all you really want is to bang a gong
‘Cause it’s all sawn up in our misery
Is there a place for me in the history?

Sending the boys away
Leaving them out to play
Throwing them miles away
Now it’s another day
To shelter from the storm
Sending the boys away
Leaving them out to play
Throwing them miles away
Wishing for new years day
To shelter from the storm

We got to break down the walls
And shelter from the storm
We got to break down the walls
And shelter from the storm
We got to break down the walls
And shelter from the storm
We got to break down the walls
And shelter from the storm

Sending the boys away
Leaving them out to play
Throwing them miles away
Now it’s another day
To shelter from the storm
Sending the boys away
Leaving them out to play
Throwing them miles away
Wishing for new years day
To shelter from the storm