(M Hutchence)
See the sound
It crashes in
All around
It gets in
Now take your hands
And raise them up
Into the air
That's all around ya
Now bring 'em down
Like a clock at two
Shake your hair
You know what to do
They want to put
Guns in the sky
Somewhere out there
Ain't gonna like it
Well it could be good
Make us love each other
Have to realize
Our only future
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Guns in the sky
Child grows up to see
Guns in the sky
Used to be on TV
Wanna change
Forgot the joke
It's great to see you
I'm running late
Da da da
Love your hair
Da da da
Lend me a ten
Da da da
I love your big house
Da da da
Could you spare a dime
Well I'm sick of it
It's a load of shit
We could stop the world
And let off all the fools
And let them go live
With their guns in the sky