Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Andy Stochansky
Three million radios spread the noise
To all the men to all the boys
Who've tried to dress like them
On a hero's wind
They'll pull the flowers from someone's grave
Expect me to listen and behave
Salter and promises
These Thomases buy
All apologies
These rock stars sing to me
Fall from the sky
Like sparrows from China
These boys with toys make a noise
You do not have a single voice
You will not speak for me
So let it be
All apologies
These rock stars sing to me
Fall from the sky
Like sparrows from China
And you say you won't
But you know you will
You believe in all the things you're paid to say
Don't try to sell me all your lies
'Cause I won't kneel down to them
And you're just a taste of what today
But tomorrow
You're forgotten
By now
Three billion radios spread the noise
To all the men to all the boys
Who've tried to dress like them
On a hero's wind