Our Way (The Germs)

Clara would be proud to know us We've taken it to the end Where the grey tuens to black And the white just begins- We live everyday on the water The night just kills the pain From the suffering that was We are no stronger-we are dust- Down in the crowd we're down on our knees Wanna get out but don't wanna succeed We're the red-eyed legends of the night before We're the dead mind babies of the T.V. war- Living in a rectory of sin Against the currents we all swim Cageless wonders of sometime when The paper icon's chase will end-