Kickin´ down the darkness
Kick it on down the drain
Kill the superstition
Gotta get a state of grace

It´s the oldest story in the world
There is nowhere left to hide
So we take it all in stride
When there´s no more asking why
There is nothing left to do
But love-baby love-baby love you

Crash the television
Thrash those games and fools
Gotta get a resolution
Better go go back to school

It´s the oldest story in the world
There is nowhere left to hide
So we take it all in stride
When there´s no more asking why
There is nothing left to do
But love-baby love-baby love you

Fair-weather friends and fair-weather cool
Righteous the right buy all the bad news
Rich up the rich and dumb down the poor
Take it no more