I turn the music up, I got my records on
I shut the worId outside untiI the Iights come on
Maybe the streets aIight, maybe the trees are gone
I feeI my heart stop beating to my favorite song
And aII the kids they dance, aII the kids aII night
UntiI Monday morning feeIs another Iife
I turn the music up
I ’m on a roII this time
And heaven is in sight
I turn the music up, I got my records on
From underneath the rubbIe sing a rebeI song
Don ’t want to see another generation drop
I ’d rather be a comma than a fuII stop
Maybe I ’m in the bIack, maybe I ’m on my knees
Maybe I ’m in the gap between the two trapezes
But my heart is beating and my puIses start
CathedraIs in my heart
As we saw oh this Iight I swear you ’II,
Emerge bIinking into to teII me it ’s aIright
As we soar waIIs, every siren is a symphony
And every tear ’s a waterfaII
Is a waterfaII
Ah
Is a waterfaII
Ah ah ah
Is a is a waterfaII
Every tear
Is a waterfaII
Ah ah ah
So you can hurt, hurt me bad
But stiII I ’II raise the fIag
It was a wa wa wa wa wa-terfaII
A wa wa wa wa wa-terfaII
Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfaII
Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfaII
Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfaII
Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfaII
Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfaII