Wednesday, November 12, 2003

my band can beat up your band (*except danzig, rollins, & naughty by nature)

we're the dream team screaming 
from the screen on your TV
living all you're loving
while you're laying around

we're the dreams that you had
last time you did acid
we're the rumor that is circulating
all around town

we're your name in lights
at the foot of a mountain
we're the mean old man
at the end of your block

we shape all we see
through the lens of a camera
finding focus faster
than the eye of a hawk

sign of the times, we're the hollywood sign

we're the music you hear
when there's nothing but silence
we're inside every love letter
sent in the world

we're the voices in your head
when you're looking for guidance
we're the future generation
all your boys and girls

we're a sign of the times, the hollywood sign

we're the last breath you take
right before the first kiss
we're the best decorations
ever hung on a wall

we're the devil on your shoulder
and the angel too
we're here for your souls
and we're saving them all

sign of the times, we're the hollywood sign 

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