| They came to my town
|
| They came with attitudes on fire
|
| They put their arms down
|
| This was the gun for hire
|
| Lost in this moment
|
| Lost in this unfamiliar place
|
| I counted no men
|
| I couldn’t find a face
|
| This is the time, this is the day
|
| We switch off the dead night
|
| This is the time, this is the day
|
| We switch on the white light
|
| Before they crash the universe
|
| Hung-up and dried out
|
| Left in this elemental state
|
| Shook up and cried out
|
| This is an awful fate
|
| And in that moment
|
| There in that hard, torrential rain
|
| We cried for no man
|
| Inspired to live again
|
| This is the time, this is the day
|
| We switch off the dead night
|
| This is the time, this is the day
|
| We switch on the white light
|
| Before they crash the universe
|
| They came to this town
|
| They came to tax our dreams away
|
| And on the way down
|
| We pushed their jab away
|
| We held this moment
|
| Suspended in this perfect state
|
| We cried for no man
|
| We carved in stone the date
|
| This is the time, this is the day
|
| We switch off the dead night
|
| This is the time, this is the day
|
| We switch on the white light
|
| Before they crash the universe, ooh-ooh
|
| Ooh-ooh |