I turn the mu sic up, I’ve got my rec ords on, I shut the world out side un til the lights come on.

May be the streets a light, may be the trees are gone, but I feel my heart start beat ing to my fa v’rite song.

And all the kids, they dance, all the kids, all night, un til Mon day mor ing feels an oth er life.

I turn the mu sic up, I’m on a roll this time and heav en is in sight.

I turn the mu sic up, I’ve got my rec ords on, from un der neath the rub ble, sing a reb el song.

Don’t want to see an oth er gen er a tion drop, I’d rath er be a com ma than a full stop.

May be I’m in the black, may be I’m on my knees, may be I’m in the gap be tween the two trap ez es.

But my heart is beat ing and my puls es start ca the drals in my heart.

As we saw,

whoa, this light,

I swear you

e merge, blink ing, in to, to tell me it’s al right.

As we soar

walls,

ev ’ry si ren is a sym

pho ny.

And ev ’ry tear’s a wa

ter fall, is a wa ter fall.

Oh, is a wa ter fall.

Oh,

is a wa ter fall.

It is, it is, is a wa ter fall.

Oh.

So you can’t hurt,

hurt me bad.

But still I’ll raise

the flag.

It was a wa

ter fall.

A wa

ter fall.

Ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear drop is a wa ter fall.

Ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear drop is a wa ter fall.

Ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear drop is a wa ter fall.

Ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear,

ev ’ry tear drop is a wa ter fall.

wa ter fall.