Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
Tom McRae
She will be all over you
Like dust, like rain
Smoke and mirrors are miracles
She'll steal your flame
Your flame
Roll the bones for the candidate
What's your big idea
Thought that I was running out of hate
But no, not this year
And how will you feel
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that you sing
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on your tongue
Your tongue
Now, every day's election day
No one's on the streets
We've all sung our last songs
Of liberation and defeat
And how will you feel
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that you sing
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on your tongue
And all the money you make
Robbing some suckers grave
It's you that you defile
You defile
Every generation
Fails the next in line
And I'm always a step ahead
I'm busy failing mine
And I know how it feels
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that you sing
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on your tongue
And all the money you make
Robbing some suckers grave
It's you that you defile
Yeah, I know how it feels
When the searchlight reveals
You to be just another fake
And the words that we sing
Well they don't mean a thing
They're just noises on our tongue
Our tongue