Count Your Bruises

From the echoed streets of The Mission Where the night can save your life To the rows of narrow corridors Where the world looks nothing like- Anything your eyes have ever seen in your entire life San Francisco can be short and louder than the world at night And the world exhales And none of us can even stand still Let it rain all day on our asshole parade 'Cause we're smiling still Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off Stick around down here with us There's unity in detachment We are not on trial So let the time you spent on the back bench Make the life you lived worthwhile In a city blanketed with revolution, you can't live in denial And none of us can even stand still Let it rain all day on our asshole parade 'Cause we're smiling still Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off Stick around down here with us (Hey, hey) don't go living life inside those quotations (Hey, hey) look to your friends for your inspiration (Hey, hey) Chicago rooftops will take me away from the ugly city By the 405 where every palm tree dies, and the world is burning alive And none of us can even stand still Let it rain all day on our asshole parade 'Cause we're smiling still Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off And stick around down here with us Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off Count your bruises one by one and laugh it off