Out in the everglades
Sleeping in with the poor is a fortune for the brave
I can easily say that we will never change
But be implacable and never lose your flames
Wouldn't you say that the world has spit on you enough
Unanswered prayers, sleeping under streetlights
And I don't understand the danger of talking them up
Every night, you salvage every skyline
Only enough so that you might have the chance to feel fine
Swear to God, I believe we've had enough trying to save the world
Did you hear me, we have had enough
This is how we close the show, so sit back and listen, 'cause it's not over yet
You think you know us, well you don't know shit