I got the light thru the window You've got the alcohol I'm on the here and now You're on the year before I'm on a steady diet of really being here You got a list of rules that makes things disappear I see the moon in Texas You see a bar that's dark I want a revolution You wanna make your mark But it's not guilt I want or punishment I see The world reorganized now In terms of people's needs Maybe tonight We could bring the f** into the fight Maybe tonight I can see that I don't wanna die Maybe when I turn myself away Every little thing you said I wanna throw it All into the bay