Switchfoot Goodnight Punk

Everything I ever need to know

I learned at the Punk Rock show

The Punks should know

How to through an elbow or a fist

A spinning world of hit and miss

Of violent bliss

But hold on hold on

I’ll never be quite punk enough

But hold on hold on

I’ll never be quite punk enough for you

Ever since I first learned how to spit

I wished I were a punk rock kid

A punk rock kid

I never eally knew quite what to do

I’ll never be as punk as you

As punk as you

As punk as you and your tattoo

But hold on hold on

Punk is more than leather jackets

Hold on hold

Punk is dead but pop was never cool

What we gonna do?

Switchfoot Lonely Nation

She turns like the ocean

She tells no emotion

She’s been gunning down the fight

She’s just reminiscing

Blood, sweat, and one thing’s missing

She’s been breaking up inside, inside

Singing without tongues

Screaming without lungs

I want more than my lonely nation

I want more than my lonely nation

Desperate we are young

Seperate we are one

I want more than my desperation

I Want more than my lonely nation

We are the target market

We set the corporate target

We are slaves of what we want

We’re just not amused

And we’re just used to bad news

We are slaves of what we want

Singing without tongues

Screaming without lungs

I want more than my lonely nation

I want more than my lonely nation

Desperate we are young

Seperate we are one

I want more than my desperation

I Want more than my lonely nation

Lonely, lonely

Don’t leave me hollow

I’m tired

Don’t leave me hollow

I’m tired of feeling low

Of feeling hollow

I’m tired of feeling low

Of feeling hollow

I’m tired of feeling low

Of feeling hollow

I’m tired of feeling low

Of feeling hollow

Of feeling hollow

Of feeling hollow

Singing without tongues

Screaming without lungs

Want more than my desperation

I want more than my lonely nation

Desperate we are young

Separate we are one

I want more than my lonely nation

I want more than my lonely nation

I want more than my lonely nation

I want more than my lonely nation

Switchfoot Skin And Bones

The wasteland is mine, mine alone

The desert comes alive, when no one is home

Apocalyptic skies, burning gold

I walk these empty miles, I can’t find a soul

In my mind

In my mind

In my mind, I’m miles away

I’m miles away

I’m not afraid to die, I’m afraid to be free

I’m not afraid to doubt, I’m afraid to believe

Don’t believe the lies, of what you see

Elevate your mind above these animal dreams

In my mind

In my mind

In my mind, I’m miles away

I’m miles away

Flying overhead, these animal dreams

Flying overhead, these animal dreams

Flying overhead, these animal dreams

Flying overhead, these animal dreams

In my mind

In my mind

In my mind

In my mind