Turn Your Back

Album: Billy Talent III (2009)
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  • And when the clock strikes 12, tell me where you gonna be?
    Cleaning up the mess we've made or watching your TV?
    And if you have to ask, then you don't have a clue,
    There's snow in Arizona while they're bombing in Beirut!

    I hope some day, when I'm dead and gone,
    We learn to right, everything that's wrong,
    With loving hands, turn sick to strong,
    Our time will tell, if life goes on, on, on, on, on

    When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore,
    You run, run, away, but there's no place to hide, mate!
    When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight,
    'Cause you're too late, so kiss your ass goodbye, mate!

    It just don't make no sense, there's a million mouthes to feed,
    We got military action over monetary need
    And you can turn your back, or you can plant the seed
    You can choose compassion over universal greed

    I hope some day, when I'm dead and gone,
    We learn to right, everything that's wrong,
    With loving hands, turn sick to strong,
    Our time will tell, if life goes on, on, on, on, on

    When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore,
    You run, run, away but there's no place to hide, mate!
    When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight,
    Cause you're too late, so kiss your ass goodbye, mate!

    And you can turn your back, but it won't go away
    And you don't look scared, but you should be afraid
    You can shut your mouth, but you still have a say
    And you just don't care, for tomorrow, today

    And you can turn your back, but it won't go away
    And you don't look scared, but you should be afraid
    You can shut your mouth, but you still have a say
    And you just don't care, for tomorrow, today

    Well no way, way
    No way, no way, no way, no way!

    When the storm hits your front door, with a roar you can't ignore,
    You run, run, away, but there's no place to hide, mate!
    When the days turn into night, you don't got no chance to fight,
    Cause you're too late, so kiss your ass goodbye, mate! Writer/s: AARON SOLOWONIUK, BEN KOWALEWICZ, IAN D'SA, JON GALLANT
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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