Lyrics Strange, Slow and Old - We Are The Union
There
is
no
use
for
damage
control
When
heroes
become
villains
with
counterfeit
morals
Forget
going
out
in
style,
substitute
giving
up
on
Everything
that
you
stand
for
Forget
going
out
in
style
In
New
York
on
a
Saturday
No
one′s
working
on
a
dream
Just
saving
face
for
the
character
it
seems
In
New
York
on
a
Saturday
Someone
has
diamonds
in
their
eyes
Baby,
this
town
rips
the
bones
from
your
spine
Fighting
to
keep
the
mask
on
his
face
An
actor
nothing
more
chalks
betrayal
up
to
mistake
Baby
this
town
rips
the
bones
from
your
spine
We
gotta
get
out
while
we're
still
alive
(In
New
York
on
a
Saturday
Someone
has
diamonds
in
their
eyes)
1 We're All Dead
2 Where'd You Go, Psycho Boy?
3 Rearranging Deck Chairs on the Titanic
4 Glaring Teeth
5 Strange, Slow and Old
6 We Don't Care If Yesterday Burns, Stoke Up the Fire
7 What We Have Here, Is a Failure to Communicate
8 Five Out of Five Kids Who Kill Love Slayer
9 Start Over Starting Over
10 This Is a Farewell Kiss, You Dog
11 Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
12 One Million Motors
13 Curtain Calls
14 Be Kind, Rewind
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