We were born with the sins of our mothers
And the scourge of the catholic church
And you used to say, "Does anybody hear us when we pray?
Do they hear us when we pray?"
And down on your knees, saying, "If you give me peace,
I'll let you keep the pieces."
There is no sound for you, no sound for you
Siren screaming intervention, yeah, I think we're gonna be alright
You're such a heart attack
Can't wait to tear you apart
And put the pieces back
'Cus I know you from head to toe
Yeah you cannot go back
Skinned knees and spilled tequila
Quick tongue and easy bleeder
Now listen when I say
There's no sound for you, no sound for you
Siren screaming intervention, yeah, I think we're gonna be alright
No sound for you
Siren screaming intervention, yeah, I think we're gonna be alright
Coming from the background up into the forefront
Yeah, I think it's gonna be an old one, an old one
Maybe put my foot down, maybe I'll stand my ground
To be the bigger man, be the bigger man now
There is no sound for you, no sound for you
Sirens screaming intervention, yeah,
I think we're gonna be alright, now
I think we're gonna be alright, now
I think we're gonna be alright, alright, alright, alright now
I think we're gonna be alright