I've seen my friends on fire.
I might have even struck the match.
I love to see them burn.
Now I know it's my turn.
You've got to take the moon from the trees.
You've got to hide it in your room.
You've got to hold it till it burns.
You've got to make it easy come, easy go.
I've lived my life at 2 a.m.
I've drunk your poison wine.
Your handshake felt like a knife.
Now I know it's my life.
You've got to take the moon from the trees.
You've got to hide it in your room.
You've got to hold it till it burns.
You've got to make it easy come, easy go.
I've spent my time on the ship
I've lived under the micro-chip.
I know it's the law of the land.
Now I know where I stand.
You've got to take the moon from the trees.
You've got to hide it in your room.
You've got to hold it till it burns.
You've got to make it easy come, easy go.