I put my head back
Where it belongs up there in the clouds
I'm spreading love like
a terrorist nowO what a morning
O what a day to be alive
Sweet hope is glowing
in your glorious eyesPushing paper ain't enough
I bet you think that you're so tough
But all your green won't mean a thing at all
On day one
Day ONEAfter Boy Wonder
After the dream came out of the mines
Bus boys and bankers
Were wiping their eyesBe still my lionheart!
A revolution ready to pounce
All passioneers
Up and out of the house!
Beauty faked a heart attack,
Now I feel it coming back
And all your green won't mean a thing at all!On Day one