And I'm thinkin' what's the deal?
With the facts that they conceal.
And I'm thinkin' what's the harm
In a bit of red or (it can?) charm

And I can't quite comprehend
A beginning or an end
No I can't quite stomach this
Now

You and me, we're gonna take
To the skies for a (covet/cover?) sake
Fly amongst the serest clouds
Twenty-thousand feet will clot the crowds

From that height will lead to lies
And unveil the damaged skies
Cause we can't quite stomach this

[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
(Your loss?), Can he get an eve's sleep tonight? [x4]

Sun and secrets power us
No longer cower in idled lust
(indistinct) is still a stain
Of the dangers of this game

I still can't quite comprehend
A beginning or an end
No I can't quite stomach this

[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
(Your loss?), Can he get an eve's sleep tonight? [x4]

Well then bark our angry voice to the sun
Or are we ninety million miles
From anything or anyone?

What are we waiting for? [x3]

YEAH!

[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
(Your loss?), Can he get an eve's sleep tonight? [x4]

Well then bark our angry voice to the sun
Or are we ninety million miles
From anything or anyone?

Just like the (indistinct) and we won't be the same (fake?) anymore
(Indistinct) resistance without the species (and this is floored?)

[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
(Your loss?), Can he get an eve's sleep tonight? [x4]