Bullets In The WindArtist : Angels And Airwaves

Army, army waiting for me
Set the dial to the radio free
Tie 'n tether to the band on the run
Pick em' up with the sound of your guns, woah-oh
Call em' in, to the white of the eyes
Watch em' dance, get kicked to the side
Chatter up in a forbidden tongue 
Got you now eat the heart of the young
A Ritual, the words creep out
Like a ghost, the heart sinks down 
An Animal, teethe reach out
Holding on, we're coming up strong, up again
We dance like bullets in the wind
Over and over again 
over and over again 
We're bringing life back from the dead
And follow the rat through the hole
Over and over we go 
Over and over we go
So turn up the transistor radio

Trouble trouble, give me some more
cuttin' deep going down to the core
Great Scott, the kids in the rain
We come together with the sound of a train
Shut and lock with a four letter word
Bite your thumb the car's gonna swerve
Sound clatter, the crash city light
Hurry up- this kids gonna fight

Pick up the beat
and pry up the caskets
and call in the masses
and play us the song
Shuffle your feet 
and exit the blackness 
and call in the masses 
You're dancing along