When everybody dies around you, from someone else′s gun, It really makes you stop and think about the years to come. Something good had to happen to the human race. We all had better stop hoping and set our heads on straight. You′ve gotta turn over a new leaf, ′cause that old one′s turning on you. We′ve gotta turn over a new leaf. If the future′s only hoped for, we are doomed. Today is over, it′s already shot, so we can think about ourselves. They keep on working on our nature, they′re saying that can only help. Start throwing out your pockets, keep what you really only need. Save life and earth and water, there can′t be any other need. You′ve gotta turn over a new leaf, ′cause that old one′s turning on you. You′ve gotta turn over a new leaf. If the future′s only hoped for, we are doomed.
You′ve gotta turn over a new leaf, ′cause that old one′s turning on you. We′ve gotta turn over a new leaf. And let your love come on through. You′ve gotta turn over a new leaf, ′cause that old one′s turning on you. We′ve gotta turn over a new leaf, A new, a new, a new.
In the city, the day is too hot And you′re hoping for relief, ′cuz your head is filled with pain, But you get no relief, ′cuz the night is the same... In the night, in the night you see through jaded eyes. In the night, in the night you feel barely alive. You live your life in darkness, you′ve got pennies on your eyes. But you say that it′s all right, ′cuz you′ve never lived a lie, As you crawl back to your womblike existence in the night. In the night, in the night you see through jaded eyes. In the night, in the night you feel barely alive. You can′t see no light, but you hear those heavy footsteps, And the little man inside twists your tormented mind. Your mind is filled with shadows, your palms are wet with sweat. Limbs are bound and tangled in a fatal net. There are two things you can do. One is turn and fight. The other′s run headlong into the night. In the night, in the night you see through jaded eyes. In the night, in the night you feel barely alive. You can′t see no light, but you hear those heavy footsteps, And the breathing at your side, is it yours, or is it Good bye!
In this world today there ain′t nobody to thank, Just blame it on the kids and toss ′em into the tank. And if they yell for justice we′ll hide them from the light So that when they learn the truth they won′t be scared of the night. (1, 2, 3, 4) Put the key in the hole when you get home from school. I′ll be home by 8:30, your father will too. If you cause any trouble then I don′t want to see, ′cause you′ll go straight to bed and you won′t have no tv.
(nice going, spazz) I′m tired of this city, all this toil and strife. Trying to cross the boulevard, playing frogger with my life. Frogger with my life I′m tired of this city, all this toil and strife. Trying to cross the boulevard, playing frogger with my life. Frogger with my life (with my life), Frogger with my life.
Seeds of rebellion lay outside your front door If you nourish them and water them they′ll grow into a healthy what for? And if revolution isn′t what′s in store How can you care anymore?
It′s a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip Lest the state of your resolve makes you quickly devolve to a fundamentalist
You′re an archetype, that they can pin to the wall As you cling to all convictions like a farm animal in its stall Never thinking of the bigger world outside As they take you for a ride
It′s a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip Because passion unabated will be readily conflated with belligerence
It′s a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift The spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip And the verdict won′t be kind ′cuz they′re desperate for a viable alternative