There is a war in all the heads and there's a war In mine as well and if I could explain it any Better, I'm sure I would We're in a bus and it's night, you opened up and So will I but though I'm good with words I've Never been good with... words But all I know is: there's something new this year All I know is: there's something new real near There is a town that I live in and it's a town that Favors winners and when I win I think about When I'll next lose I took a train that took me north, and it's the Place where trees speak louder than the people But if I have to pick that's what I'll choose I walked along the river Ume, it chilled me out Of my bones too, but a cold wind is always Better than a cold voice. I am not strong enough For win city, I'll stay in to play Sin, witty people Without hearts have always had a lead on me And all I know is: there's something new this year All I know is: there's something new real near All I know is: there's something new this year I don't know much, but there's something new Coming near I'll walk into the shop where you work, it is a Shop that k**s you slowly, there'll be no blood But another shirt on a hanger will still behead You. I'll lift your arm and you'll lift mine, and in A Communist state of mind, we're not worth More than anyone else but surely not worth less