Testi:
Audio Adrenaline

Counting the days to get away to pack your bags up on a plane But see Bob run yeah! See Bob play why not talk to Bob today If you wanna save the lost

Flea bitten bag lady once you looked fine you had a family you loved just like mine Second hand clothing and knots in your hair Tonight you might die

We got music to soothe your soul We're gonna get down with a little bit of rock and roll We got rhythm to move your feet We're gonna make you get

It's funny how they shoot you down When your hands are held up high And you open up your heart and soul But that's not enough for most, no! I remember

Everybody? everybody? everybody, c?mon, clap your hands Everybody? everybody? everybody, c?mon, clap your hands This is the melody? this is the melody

Tired of being clean, sick of being proper I wanna live among the beggars And dig out in the dirt Step outside the walls we built to protect us Don't

Have I become, a target that some people can't resist? My flaws have become a greater risk If my name is a synonym to love and happiness then why am

You and me were meant to be a little lower than angels And on this ground I have found, finally found the reason To sing glory, to sing glory I long

You're like a letter that's never mailed You're like a hammer without a nail You've been standing in this place for far too long You come to the table