| His skin was soft as leather
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| No one else more dedicated
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| Well, hey kid
|
| You got the right
|
| But the choice to kill
|
| No, Son of Sam
|
| Will let you in to turn against
|
| Addicted to the love of ourselves
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| I tell no one else
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| So go for the kill
|
| 'Cause no one else cares
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| His skin was soft as leather
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| No one else worth the dedication
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| 'Cause hey kid
|
| You got the heart without the ache
|
| Pretentious thieves
|
| Have you believe it’s theirs to take
|
| Addicted to the love of ourselves
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| And tell no one else
|
| I’m the weatherman
|
| So go for the kill
|
| 'Cause no one else cares
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| For here’s the history we make
|
| For luck of our fathers
|
| (If I could be anywhere I wouldn’t be here)
|
| No future or good night
|
| (If I could be anywhere I wouldn’t be here)
|
| No future fans
|
| (If I could be anywhere I wouldn’t be here)
|
| I sing for the melody and I sing for a reason
|
| And I’ll sing as the neglect for all that un-American
|
| So go for the kill
|
| 'Cause no one else cares
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill, go for the kill
|
| Go for the kill! |