(Intro 0:25)
x4
(Verse 1 0:49)
I can't sleep when I think about the times we're living in,
I can't sleep when I think about the future I was born into,
Outsiders dressed up like Sunday morning,
But with no Berlin wall what the hell you gonna do.
(Chorus 1:13)
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring,
So let's sing.
In 2080
I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead,
Never look ahead.
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring,
So let's sing.
And the moon shines bright
On the water tonight
So we won't drown
In the summer sound.
(Verse 2 1:46)
If you find me I'll be sitting by the water fountain
Picket signs, letdowns, meltdown it's Monday morning
But it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alri-
i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ght
Cause in no time, they'll be gone I guess I'll still be standing here.
(Chorus 2:19)
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring,
So let's sing.
In 2080
I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead,
Never look ahead.
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring,
So let's sing.
And the moon shines bright
On the water tonight
So we won't drown
In the summer sound.
(Bridge 2:51)
Yeah Yeah we can all grab at the chance and be handsome farmers,
Yeah you can have twenty one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters,
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us.
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests.
Yeah Yeah we can all grab at the chance and be handsome farmers,
Yeah you can have twenty one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters,
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us.
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests.
(Chorus 3:39)
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring,
So let's sing.
In 2080
I'll surely be dead
So don't look ahead,
Never look ahead.
It's a New Year,
I'm glad to be here
It's a fresh spring,
So let's sing.
And the moon shines bright
On the water tonight
So we won't drown
In the summer sound.
(Bridge 4:13)
Yeah Yeah we can all grab at the chance and be handsome farmers,
Yeah you can have twenty one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters,
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us.
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests.
Yeah Yeah we can all grab at the chance and be handsome farmers,
Yeah you can have twenty one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters,
And the pain that we left at the station will stay in a jar behind us.
We can pickle the pain into blue ribbon winners at county contests.
Yeah Yeah we can all grab at the chance and be handsome farmers,
Yeah you can have twenty one sons and be blood when they marry my daughters,
Tab revised from comments.