For The Foxes The Revolution
I’m the type of kid to push away
girls like you who get too close to me.
This ain't your front porch on Division Street
where you crashed your car
and then you blamed it on a sneeze.
Well god bless you, darling, I mean it.
You’re the type of girl who said she don’t believe in god,
but you believed in me.
We never missed our opportunity here,
we just grew up until we found some room to breathe.
Well god bless us, darling, we need it.
We need a revolution.
Why else are we standing here? Yeah.
Take off our gloves, put down our guns,
'til everyone sings, yeah.
We’re the type of kids who burned
the whole damn forest down, we looked like criminals.
How we got out alive, it’s biblical
and I, felt something strange behind my knees.
Well... nothing exists 'til you see it.
We can turn back now, or we can burn a whole 'nother town,
everybody gets out,
it’s just that night we don’t talk about.
I’m sick of life decisions, this cut dry life we live in,
if I did you wrong, I’m sorry,
you’re just so god damn pretty. Yeah!
We need a revolution.
Why else are we standing here? Yeah.
Take off our gloves, look towards the sun,
'til everyone sings, yeah.
Whoaaa... whoa-ohh.
Whoaaa (Yeah!) whoa-ohh.
Whoaaa ohhh oh oh ohhh.
If I sang you to sleep, would you listen?
I’d tell you all the things that I’ve been missing. When words flow like river bends,
I’ve burned too many cigarettes at home.
Where did you go?
I hated you for leaving...
got sick of writing letters on the weekend.
My thoughts were clear like cellophane,
I had to see you face to face at home.
So where do we go?
Now that we’re both standing here, yeah.
We’ll take off our gloves, put down our guns,
'til everyone- sings, sings, sings!
We need a revolution.
Why else are we standing here? Yeah.
Take off our gloves, look towards the sun,
'til everyone sings.
Whoaaa... whoa-ohh.
(Yeah!)
Whoaaa whoa-ohh.
(We need a revolution.)
Whoaaa... whoa-ohh.
(We need a revolution.)
Yeaaaaah!
