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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billy Talent
Billy Talent
Performer
Aaron Solowoniuk
Aaron Solowoniuk
Drums
Benjamin Kowalewicz
Benjamin Kowalewicz
Lead Vocals
Ian D'Sa
Ian D'Sa
Guitar
Jon Gallant
Jon Gallant
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Solowoniuk
Aaron Solowoniuk
Songwriter
Benjamin Kowalewicz
Benjamin Kowalewicz
Songwriter
Ian D'Sa
Ian D'Sa
Lyrics
Jonathan Gallant
Jonathan Gallant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick DiDia
Nick DiDia
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Producer
Billy Joe Bowers
Billy Joe Bowers
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

When the clock strikes twelve Tell me where you're gonna be Cleaning up the mess we made Or watching your TV And if you have to ask Then you don't have a clue There's snow in Arizona While they're bombing in Beirut I hope some day When we're dead and gone We learned to right Everything that's wrong With loving hands Turn sick to strong Our time will tell If life goes on, on, on, on, on When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate It just don't make no sense There's a million mouths to feed We got military action Over monetary need And you can turn your back Or you can plant the seed You can choose compassion Over universal greed I hope some day When we're dead and gone We learned to right Everything that's wrong With loving hands Turn sick to strong Our time will tell If life goes on, on, on, on, on When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate And you can turn your back But it won't go away And you don't look scared But you should be afraid You can shut your mouth But you still act the same But you just don't care For tomorrow, today You can turn your back But it won't go away And you don't look scared But you should be afraid You can shut your mouth But you still act the same But you just don't care For tomorrow, today Well no way, way No way, no way, no way When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate
Writer(s): Ian D'sa, Jon Gallant, Ben Kowalewicz, Aaron Solowoniuk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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