Tired faces scream from the bright magazines
Got the fingernails clamped to the page
With the look of the born to be painfully ordinary
Gods of a desperate age

There is no stories to tell
But there is a spokeperson yelling
At a volume to drawn out your voice
Saying: Justice be done, there is a change gonna came
But in secret and you want get a choice

So to hell with the world I still love you my girl
You've been crazy to stand by my side
So lets stand and lets sing
And there are beautiful things
If you know the places they hide

And the band playing tunes taht mean nothing to you
But you can dance better with the devil you know
All along I was taught to keep my head above the water
But I might just prefer it below
Yes and maybe the greatest of heroes
Inhabit the stories that nobody hears
Yes and maybe the songs that could've brought you to life
Weren't allowed to came close to your hears

So to hell with the world I still love you my girl
You've been crazy to stand by my side
So lets stand and lets sing
And there are beautiful things
If you know the places they hide

And they'll hide from you darling they will
Far away from the changing regimes
There's a light there's a right tonight
Isn't as dark as it seems

So when victory comes a too heavy price
Well there's honor in choosing defeat
Like the boy who has given the keys to the world
And decided to sleep in the street

So to hell with the world I still love you my girl
You've been crazy to stand by my side
So lets stand and lets sing
And there are beautiful things
If you know the places they hide