I can't sleep when I think about the times we're living in I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into Outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning With no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do
It's a New Year I'm glad to be here It's a fresh spring So let's sing In 2080 I'll surely be dead So don't look ahead Never look ahead It's a New Year I'm glad to be here It's a fresh spring So let's sing And the moon shines bright On the water tonight So we won't drown In the summer sound
If you find me I'll be sitting by the water fountain Picket signs, letdowns, meltdown it's Monday morning But it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright It's alright Cause in no time, they'll be gone, I guess I'll still be standing here
It's a New Year I'm glad to be here It's a fresh spring So let's sing In 2080 I'll surely be dead So don't look ahead Never look ahead It's a New Year I'm glad to be here It's a fresh spring So let's sing And the moon shines bright On the water tonight So we won't drown In the summer sound
Yeah yeah we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers Yeah you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
It's a New Year I'm glad to be here It's a fresh spring So let's sing In 2080 I'll surely be dead So don't look ahead Never look ahead It's a New Year I'm glad to be here It's a fresh spring So let's sing And the moon shines bright On the water tonight So we won't drown In the summer sound
Yeah yeah we can all grab at the chance to be handsome farmers Yeah you can have twenty-one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests
Compositores: Christopher Edward Keating, Ira Wolf Tuton, Anand Mathew Wilder ECAD: Obra #4761195