mystery jets
radlands
I've heard there's a place where we go to die  It's a terribly overrated horse-shit shaped hole in the sky  Kick off your heels and come with me tonight  And we'll pack up your car and we'll board up the house  And we'll die for our country though it never loved us  And it didn't need us these wonderful wonderful people  Will read of our love in newspapers and cry   So may the bridges we burn light the way  Out of the darkness of where we have been  Though at times it may feel like a lie  We both know nothing is quite as it seems  When the debris comes falling from the sky  Heaven will still be ours   Load up Old Bill's twelve-gauge and meet me by the lake  There's a place I know where nobody goes down by the old interstate  The future gets shorter the longer we wait  So let's step on the gas and if they come to find us  We'll run to the hills they say hills never loved us  But since we were children these wonderful wonderful people  Will read of our love on our tombstones and cry   And someone will get all the glory  But I'll have yours and you'll have mine, you'll have mine   So may the bridges we burn light the way  Out of the darkness of where we have been  Though at times it may feel like a lie  We both know nothing is quite as it seems  And I know when I look into the deep blue of your eyes  Heaven will still be ours   We'll be together until hell,  Until hell, until hell freezes over  Until hell, until hell,  Until hell, freezes over.  Together until hell, until hell  Until hell, freezes over.  Until hell, until hell,  Until hell, freezes over.   So may the bridges we burn light the way  Out of the darkness of where we have been  Though at times it may feel like a lie  We both know nothing is quite as it seems  Then when the world is itself about to die  Our story will still play itself on the screens  And all these stars that come falling from the sky  Will always be ours