All my friends are drifters
Let's get out of the city
Nothing new on the horizon
Oh, all this time we're wasting
Searching for the answers
Along this dusty old track
And those who came before us
The rebels and the saints
We're just like a drizzle
We are wanderers by trade
We're like mockingbirds, we're fake
We are selfulfilling prophecies
Born to walk the earth without a cause
We are, who we say we are
Raise your glass for freedom
We are sons and daughters of
And if there's yet a battle
While the government roars
We are wanderers by trade
We're like mockingbirds, we're fake
We are selfulfilling prophecies
Born to walk the earth without a cause
We are, who we say we are