GOOD RIDDANCE LYRICS

"Fire Engine Red"

"You talk funny, where're you from?"
"California."
"I hate California!"

Forgotten stories of excess both real and fiction,
Too many hollow lives spent chasing benediction.
We plummet to the earth like scores of fallen angels,
Play out our tragedies on empty, weathered stages.

But before we lose it all,
The final curtain call,
Conflicted and dejected.

And dejected.

Beware the opulence inherent in confusion
When reality's obscured by clouds of disillusion.
Held under far too long by the weight of our existence,
We labour fruitlessly against both time and distance.

But before we lose it all,
The final curtain call,
Conflicted and dejected.

What's in the past can't be undone.
You've gotta separate to become one.
Your indecision hides
The guilt just underneath your clouded eyes.

So sick you'd sell your soul
For another fifteen-minute lie.

Thanks to Hilly for correcting these lyrics

Submit Corrections

Punk Lyrics | G | GOOD RIDDANCE