Texty: Live. Mental Jewelry. Mother Earth Is A Vicious Crowd.

Pollution, cain and misery
Oceans of golden mystery
Armies boisterous and armies loud
Portraits of a vicious crowd

Talk to me, talk to me now
Hey man, you're all that I have
Hey man, you're all that I have

Me, myself, myself and I
Were born to work and born to die
I have chosen my anthems, of these I am proud
Portraits of a divided crowd

Talk to me, talk to me now
Hey man, you're all that I have
Hey man, you're all that I have

Hey man and we're all that we have
Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me now

Leave it behind
Can't you leave it behind now?
Can't you leave it behind?
Leave it all behind, leave it all behind
Leave it all behind, leave it all behind

Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me, talk to me now

Talk to me now
Talk to me now
Oh, vicious crowd
Talk to me now
Oh vicious, vicious crowd

Vicious crowd, vicious crowd
Talk to me now
Oh, vicious crowd
Talk to me, talk to me now
Talk to me now