Boston Lyrics

Boston Lyrics

"Corporate America Lyrics"

A Room Full Of Hard-Ons And Nowhere To Sit Down Lyrics
Your face looks like the fairy tale explosion black and blonde and red all at the same time did you hear him mutter under his breath "fuck yeah it's over"

Who can stop de-evolution of the human race?
Look at you, Corporate America, you're in disgrace
Globalize; cigarettes, business jets, you love it
Maximize; but you can take your bottom line and shove it

Gotta get away (gotta get away)
Gotta get away, but I need a little help tonight
What 'ya gonna say (what 'ya gonna say)
What 'ya gonna say when you never even seen the light
Bring Him Home Lyrics
God on high here my pray in my need you have always been there he is young he's afraid let him rest heaven blessed bring him home bring him home bring him
See the light

Corporate America, look out, look out
Corporate America, who's gonna save us, who's gonna save us now?

You and I; DVDs, SUVs and cyberspace
Flying blind, virtual reality is in our face
This Earth desecrated by the human race
Now what's it worth? When do we evacuate to outer space?

Corporate America, look out, look out
Corporate America, who's gonna save u
Breakdown Lyrics
oh, what a lousy excuse for a car one mile to go, but i can't push it that far i think i've had enough i think i'm, i'm giving up saved all my money to buy a new guitar then i got
, who's gonna save us now?

I see the future in the past
Just took the corner way too fast, the reckless ride of modern man
Flattened everything that stands
Fooled by the sales pitch for progress at a dizzy pace
We idolize the filthy rich for giving us synthetic taste
Computer calls, urban sprawl
Is the world a better place, is the world a better place?

Fare thee well, global
Sentimental Journey Lyrics
Gonna take a sentimental journey Gonna set my heart at ease Gonna take a sentimental journey To renew old memories Got a bag, I got my reservation Spent each dime I could aff
extinction's forever
So what the hell, order your Mercedes in leather
Veal crates, ozone holes, and toxic waste
And don't count out religious hate
Who can survive this manmade fate?

Gotta get away
Gotta get away, and I need a little help tonight
What 'ya gonna say
Wha 'ya gonna say when you couldn't even see the light
See the light
Yeah

(Tom Scholz)