Change has got to come and I'll be the first to admit it When pushin' comes to shovin' I'll be the first one to get it
Don't you understand anything? You won't like it at all when the fire that burns in the predator's eyes Take[s] another disguise with a different face And it all gets down to the people in our town [they] don't wanna be found in the other place
Who am I to argue the words of our prominent leaders? A little boy stepping in front of his mom when his dad starts to beat her
Don't you understand anything? You won't like it at all when the fire that burns in the predator's eyes Take[s] another disguise with a different face And it all gets down to the people in our town [they] don't wanna be found in the other place
Changing is an awful task with rules laid out for you But things are different now and a new world is dying to push through
[Change has got to come and I'll be the first to admit it When pushin' comes to shovin' I'll be the first one to get it]
[Don't you understand anything? You won't like it at all when the fire that burns in the predator's eyes Take[s] another disguise with a different face And it all gets down to the people in our town [they] don't wanna be found in the other place And it all gets down to the people in our town [they] don't wanna be found in the other place]
Compositor: Robert Ellsworth Pollard Jr ECAD: Obra #37773886