Lyrics

No way back from here, life's so sweet Stumble into something, keep the excitement down Go. There's no place for insanity to race There is no pit stop for fear Just take a ride it's fuk'n nice outside And your troubles will still be here Troubles will still be here, troubles are here Just look inside there's a scared little child All wonder trust and happiness Go out and play it's a fuk'n nice day And your life will still be a mess Life is a mess One day we will all be in a better place And the next we'll all be dead One day there is riches and happiness And the next we'll all be dead Go ahead and march the circle young anarchy Go ahead and join the flow Go ahead and swing your fists in the air With people you don't even know I'm not here to hurt anybody And I'm not here to fight I'm not here to leave on a journey I'm here to swing all night The music gets the juices flowin' And it's taking me away It's only a matter of time Till I just can't refrain Get ready, weapons up Go The cycle takes on a life of its own As it (?) drags across the floor The interwinding spins of the cycles That limit movement to its core Limit movement to its core Live to the core Stress, stress, stay away from stress Keep your fingers close in your mind And the (?) won't have to deal with it Fingers close (?) your eye Fingers in your eye One day we will all be in a better place And the next we'll all be dead One day there is riches and happiness And the next we'll all be dead Go ahead and march the circle young anarchy Go ahead and join the flow Go ahead and swing your fists in the air With people you don't even know I'm not here to hurt anybody And I'm not here to fight I'm not here to leave on a journey I'm here to swing all night The music gets the juices flowin' And it's taking me away It's only a matter of time Till I just can't refrain