this isn t your song this isn t your music how can there be wrong when by committee they choose it all they choose it all to turn to turn you re gonna grow old you re gonna grow cold bearing signs on the avenue for your own personal waterloo you re bearing signs on the avenue for your own personal waterloo now we ll fight we ll fight we ll fight for your music halls and dying cities they ll fight they ll fight they ll fight for your neural walls and plasticities and precious territory this isn t our song this isn t even a musical i think life is too long to be a whale in a cubicle nails under your cuticle to turn to turn gonna grow old you re gonna grow so cold before this song can deliver you you re bearing signs on the avenue you re bearing signs for your own personal waterloo now 