Things fall to pieces and I'm happy about it Happy about it Happy about it Hear the people screaming in their respective houses Respective houses Respective mouses I don't need to die in your field of green no I don't really care a lot I don't know exactly what you've seen but I'm at peace in your parking lot I don't spend my summer times waiting for sunshine I like the nighttime I see my own line There inside the blue and rising summer moonlight A blinking blue light In your room right I don't need to die 'neath your castle wall or Tears you cry for Camelot Well I would be surprised if I cared at all cause I'm at peace in your parking lot Set your moses on mountains high Ravens crying nevermore Point my feet at some grand ravine but I've seen more in your dresser drawer Wouldn't state my reasons just to have you hate me So irate and So exterior If you should discover then lord please remember I'm a member of Nothing in particular I don't need to die for your royal grace or Wars on economic thought No I didn't show just to run your race man I'm at peace in your parking lot Father loses everything he's worked his life for So chalk another up To experienced Thoughtless and breathless falls the grand appearance Keep aware of Who's moving near us I don't need to die in his field of green no I don't really care a lot Would it be so wrong just to say that all I Want is peace in your parking lot I'm at peace in your parking lot I'm at peace in your parking lot