Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Teenagers And Rituals, artist - Angels & Airwaves. Date of issue: 08.12.2014
Song language: English
Teenagers And Rituals |
| Lightning cross the way, no |
| I can’t rest, been up for weeks |
| The words they come in close |
| They got a nerve that never sleeps, for me |
| I say, I wait in rooms of gold |
| And I crawl down to my knees |
| A liar, a thief and a coward a crime |
| I laugh my head clean off at the sight |
| Bop-Ba-Ba-Da-Da |
| Bop-Ba-Ba-Da-Da |
| Bop-Ba-Ba-Da-Da |
| Bop-Ba-Ba-Da-Da |
| Pull em in close, drop into the fight |
| Light that shit up like the Fourth of July |
| Lonely, cat-like master |
| Drive me. |
| Take me faster |
| Eye-that, side back-alley |
| Add to the score |
| Join in the war rally |
| I can’t recite the names |
| Or events that come to me |
| The blur of times and dates |
| That a drink or two, or three, will leave |
| I walk these streets of gold |
| And the smell grows on my feet |
| I cross and slide through a land of mines |
| I await the gag and my skin to bleed |
| Lightning cross the way, no |
| I can’t rest, been up for weeks |
| The words they come in close |
| They gotta a nerve that never sleeps, for me |