guess we came up in a ghost town now all those buildings have burned down another price to be paid for being free it s getting harder to see now that the lights have all gone out can t pay for the electricity and all along they ve been saying nothing new to me lately seems right is wrong and wrong is everything we need maybe and still the beds are burning burning in our sleep take me away from everything i see there gunshots on the dancefloor please tell me what do we die for and by the way yesterday bet you were me seen hard days probably see more there s police at the front door saying by the way yesterday heard you were free and all along they ve been saying nothing new to me lately seems right is wrong and wrong is everything we need maybe and still the beds are burning burning in our sleep take me away from everything i see and we ll dance on the ashes of what s left as long as these hearts beat in our chests and we fell through the railings and pavements while i wondered if they get what i get and i promise you i won t be leaving without taking you where i go see the price of belief s in believing anywhere that we go we ll be share this same old song and we ll be standing singing as if it s life we re living as if it s blood we re spilling as if we re leaving here someday
['australian reggae fusion']