darren hayes
bombs up in my face
Everybody's beautiful When they're young And I should know I've had more than my share of fun  There's all this fascination With the impossibly thin With the surface of things Airbrush Photoshop creation  In all that we are losing Aren't we just confusing Youth with beauty Truth with duty?  There's something on the telly 'bout North Korea Some war broke out, don't trust the media I'd like to get a suntan Some dude was shot in Pakistan  The track's got noddage Moves my boddage The track's got noddage Track's got noddage  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  I was walking through the city Past a phone shop and a homeless man Was lying there, looked almost dead And no one seemed to bother  I ran into a rock 'n' roll band Two or three of them, maybe four This one punk just nineteen years old He gave me his persuasion  He stared at me with his one black eye Looked down on me like I didn't have a life And he was right At least not the kinda life he'd been paradin'  Same sex union Change the constitution You can carry a gun But you better not fall in love with someone  The President who fucked the world For every future boy and girl Is golfing in Aruba With a suntan and scuba  The track's got noddage Moves my boddage The track's got noddage Moves my boddage  Moves my boddage Moves my boddage Moves my boddage Moves my boddage  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  Now everybody dies or fades away A permutation white and gray A synergy of light and dust And skin cells constantly aging  You fell in love with the dream To fuck forever endlessly But you don't, that's okay The rest is better anyway  Botox bungle, CNN Infomercial count to ten Change the channel, VCR Somethin' on my radar  The track's got noddage Moves my boddage The track's got noddage  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains They've got those bombs up in my face Don't want to talk about it  They've got those bombs up in the planes They've got those bombs up in the trains Don't want to talk about it 