for all we have saved, for all we have cost
for all we have played and all we have lost
some of us loved more than love would allow
but it's back to the drawing board now
for all of our hell fi re, believing in right
for all of our money and all of our might
and all of the times that we stand up to bow
it's back to the drawing board now
didn't it seem like yesterday
we were tough, bring ‘em on, we could take any of ‘em
y'gotta admit this is a hell of a way
to start a millenium
there's comfort in faith
and there's rhythm in prayer
and how many times
have we looked for it there
if we didn't know why, well at least we knew how
but it's back to the drawing board now
didn't it seem like we couldn't be shaken
we had our alibi sewn up tight
but yesterday another angel was taken
and the moon's had a hard time performing tonight
for all i have known for all i have seen
from fort lee to fresno and all in between
for all i have tasted for all my ideals
the times i have faked it, the times i was real
for all that we've mended, then torn and then sewn
for all of the fi ngers worked to the bone
famine and fl ames and fl oods to the roof
man, i wish that hearts were made disaster proof
somehow we get past stalin, hitler and mao
but it's back to the drawing board now
yeah we just rolled up our sleeves
and we knitted our brow
but it's back to the drawing board now
jay bellerose…drums