Turn Your Back

Album: Billy Talent III (2009)
  • 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: IAN D'SA, JON GALLANT, BEN KOWALEWICZ, AARON SOLOWONIUK
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments

Be the first to comment...

Editor's Picks

Rush: Album by Album - A Conversation With Martin Popoff

Rush: Album by Album - A Conversation With Martin PopoffSong Writing

A talk with Martin Popoff about his latest book on Rush and how he assessed the thousands of albums he reviewed.

P.F. Sloan

P.F. SloanSongwriter Interviews

P.F. was a teenager writing hits and playing on tracks for Jan & Dean when he wrote a #1 hit that got him blackballed.

Dar Williams

Dar WilliamsSongwriter Interviews

A popular contemporary folk singer, Williams still remembers the sticky note that changed her life in college.

Janet Jackson

Janet JacksonFact or Fiction

Was Janet secretly married at 18? Did she gain 60 pounds for a movie role that went to Mariah Carey? See what you know about Ms. Jackson.

Reverend Horton Heat

Reverend Horton HeatSongwriter Interviews

The Reverend rants on psychobilly and the egghead academics he bashes in one of his more popular songs.

Gary Lewis

Gary LewisSongwriter Interviews

Gary Lewis and the Playboys had seven Top 10 hits despite competition from The Beatles. Gary talks about the hits, his famous father, and getting drafted.