Coming in, coming in

Kill the radio silence

Break down in L.A. Giving up

Giving in to a feeling of violence

There's hell to pay. So let's light another match

Stop living in the past

Where nobody can hear me now Blow the lock off the cage

Watch the children come of age

When their parents stop to take a bow Nothing takes root in this barren soil

Nothing takes root in this barren soil

Maybe there's no one there at all Hold on, the worst is yet to come

Save your money for hired guns

Hold strong when everything you loved is gone

Slow down

Stop living in the shadow of a helicopter Line them up on the wall

Coming out with their hands up

Give them all the chair Let it burn, let it fall

Let the end of the world come

Who's left to care? Nothing takes root in this barren soil

Nothing takes root but we bend and toil

Maybe there's no one there at all Hold on, the worst is yet to come

Save your money for hired guns

Hold strong when everything you loved is gone

Slow down, stop living in the shadow of a helicopter Hold on, the worst is yet to come

Save your money for hired guns

Hold strong when everything you loved is gone

Slow down, stop living in the shadow of a helicopter Stop living in the shadow of a helicopter