Song Length |
2:17 |
Genre |
Rock - Progressive Rock, World - Reggae/Caribbean |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
And when the needle punctures skin
You will wreap a toothless grin
Of understanding, landing, and crashing
Into oblivion
Then the marching band will play
That silly song of victory
Today a successor was made
Today the president got paid
Anything's impossible,
So can you say you love me?
You're thinking of me?
You'll be my country?
Anything's impossible,
So can you feed the hungry?
And call me lovely?
Be thinking of me?
I guess it isn't possible...