the punk singer i got the light through the window you've got the alcohol i'm on the here and now you're on the year before i'm on a steady diet of really being here you've got a list of rules that make things disappear i see the moon in texas you a bar that's dark i want a revolution you wanna make yr mark but it's not guilt that i want of punishment i see the world reorganized now in terms of people's needs maybe tonight we could bring the fuck into the fight maybe tonight i can see that i don't wanna die maybe when i turn myself away every little thing you say I WANNA THROW IT ALL INTO THE BAY