And so I've arrived
With gold in my eyes
Are you paying attention?
I was searching for something
As I watched you run
I was sad when you said that you never really wanted some
Were you looking for someone?
As I watched you go
I am mad because I don't know what you used me for
I've been looking for so long
In Amerika
Throw my hands in the air!
Flash faded
Say you care but you don't
You know I hate it!
It's a rich kid game didn't grow up with a throne
It's all it really is
I was searching for something
As I watched you run
I was sad when you said that you never really wanted some
Were you looking for someone?
As I watched you go
I am mad because I don't know what you used me for
Always talkin' 'bout one day
In Amerika
It's the same story
You want glory son
I've been looking for so long
But you cut me out!
Throw my hands in the air cause I...
Your palace
All the friends you own
So jealous
Felt that rich kid pain what it is to be alone
It's all it really is
I was searching for something
As I watched you run
I was sad when you said that you never really wanted some
Were you looking for someone?
As I watched you go
I am mad because I don't know what you used me for
Always talking about one day in Amerika
It's the same story
You want glory son
In Amerika! In Amerika! In Amerika!
Young The Giant - Home Of The Strange Album Lyrics
Young The Giant - Home Of The Strange Lyrics
Writer: JACOB TILLEY, ERIC CANNATA, PAYAM DOOSTZADEH, FRANCOIS COMTOIS, SAMEER GADHIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Something To Believe In
It gets old when you talk to the sun
In a tongue understood by no one
Can it be that I hear what he's saying?
Is there a reason why I'm still awake?
And he says, "I've got you written in a black book by the railroad track. You see, I know your fate."
And I say, "you've got to listen, I'm a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate."
I'll give you something to believe in
Burn up the basement full of demons
Realize you're a slave to your mind, break free
Now give me something to believe in
Just give me...
Just give me something to believe in
Everyday when I speak to the moon
Pale as a ghost in the afternoon
Tragedy has a hold of my mind
But I can see the lie between the lines
And I say, "you've got to listen, I'm a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate."
I'll give you something to believe in
Burn up a basement full of demons
Realize you're a slave to your mind, break free
Now give me something to believe in
Promise me
See, I'm afraid
I'm a slave to my mind
You give me something to believe in
"I've got you written in a black book by the railroad track. You see, I know your fate."
And I say, "you've got to listen, I'm a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate."
I'll give you something to believe in
Burn up the basement full of demons
Realize you're a slave to your mind, break free
Just give me something to believe in
Just give me...
Just give me something to believe in
In a tongue understood by no one
Can it be that I hear what he's saying?
Is there a reason why I'm still awake?
And he says, "I've got you written in a black book by the railroad track. You see, I know your fate."
And I say, "you've got to listen, I'm a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate."
I'll give you something to believe in
Burn up the basement full of demons
Realize you're a slave to your mind, break free
Now give me something to believe in
Just give me...
Just give me something to believe in
Everyday when I speak to the moon
Pale as a ghost in the afternoon
Tragedy has a hold of my mind
But I can see the lie between the lines
And I say, "you've got to listen, I'm a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate."
I'll give you something to believe in
Burn up a basement full of demons
Realize you're a slave to your mind, break free
Now give me something to believe in
Promise me
See, I'm afraid
I'm a slave to my mind
You give me something to believe in
"I've got you written in a black book by the railroad track. You see, I know your fate."
And I say, "you've got to listen, I'm a songbird with a brand new track. You underestimate."
I'll give you something to believe in
Burn up the basement full of demons
Realize you're a slave to your mind, break free
Just give me something to believe in
Just give me...
Just give me something to believe in
Writer: ALEX SALIBIAN, JACOB TILLEY, ERIC CANNATA, PAYAM DOOSTZADEH, FRANCOIS COMPTOIS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Elsewhere
Love is not a toy
Fragile girls and boys
Gather beating hearts
Shattered work of art
I was afraid of the love that you asked for
You asked for
You were the light in my eyes
You're the answer
The answer
The fire in you is long gone
It burned too bright, like the red sun
The child in me is elsewhere
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor
Love is not a choice
(All of the kids on the dance floor)
Wasted girls and boys
(Let out your freak on the dance floor)
I was afraid of the love that you asked for
You asked for
You were the light in my eyes
You're the answer
The answer
The fire in you is long gone
It burned too bright, like the red sun
The child in me is elsewhere
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor
Elsewhere (elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor, ah
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor, mmm
I was afraid of the love that you asked for
You asked for
You were the light in my eyes
You're the answer
The answer
The fire in you is long gone
It burned too bright, like the red sun
The child in me is elsewhere
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor
The child in me is elsewhere, on the dance floor
The child in me is elsewhere, on the dance floor
Fragile girls and boys
Gather beating hearts
Shattered work of art
I was afraid of the love that you asked for
You asked for
You were the light in my eyes
You're the answer
The answer
The fire in you is long gone
It burned too bright, like the red sun
The child in me is elsewhere
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor
Love is not a choice
(All of the kids on the dance floor)
Wasted girls and boys
(Let out your freak on the dance floor)
I was afraid of the love that you asked for
You asked for
You were the light in my eyes
You're the answer
The answer
The fire in you is long gone
It burned too bright, like the red sun
The child in me is elsewhere
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor
Elsewhere (elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor, ah
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor, mmm
I was afraid of the love that you asked for
You asked for
You were the light in my eyes
You're the answer
The answer
The fire in you is long gone
It burned too bright, like the red sun
The child in me is elsewhere
(Elsewhere, elsewhere, elsewhere)
On the dance floor
The child in me is elsewhere, on the dance floor
The child in me is elsewhere, on the dance floor
Writer: PAYAM REZA DOOSTZADEH, FRANCOIS COMTOIS, ERIC CANNATA, JACOB TILLEY, SAMEER GADHIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Mr. Know-It-All
Jack from school
He listened to Bowie
People thought he was cool
He used to live for the feel
Skating around up in the Hollywood Hills
But no one knows
He's talking it up
That it's all for show
He's boring as f*ck
You're Mr. Know-It-All
She's staring at her phone
And even though you sit together
You feel so alone
It's such a tragedy
When people hardly speak
Try to live up to the person you pretend to be
You're Mr. Know-It-All
You're Mr. Know-It
Jill liked art
She listened to Mozart
People thought she was smart
She used to quote Hemingway
Trippin' on acid in the Palisades
But no one knows
That it's all for show
You're Mrs. Know-It-All
He's staring at his phone
And even though you sit together
You feel so alone
It's such a tragedy
When people hardly speak
Try to live up to the person you pretend to be
You must have known I tried to change
Would love to say hello
Please, don't hang up
Afraid of what I'd say
Hello, hello, hello
I'm Mr. Know-It-All
I'm Mr. Know-It-All
Staring at my phone
And even though we sit together
I feel so alone
It's such a tragedy
We always used to speak
Try to live up to the person I pretend to be
I'm Mr. Know-It
He listened to Bowie
People thought he was cool
He used to live for the feel
Skating around up in the Hollywood Hills
But no one knows
He's talking it up
That it's all for show
He's boring as f*ck
You're Mr. Know-It-All
She's staring at her phone
And even though you sit together
You feel so alone
It's such a tragedy
When people hardly speak
Try to live up to the person you pretend to be
You're Mr. Know-It-All
You're Mr. Know-It
Jill liked art
She listened to Mozart
People thought she was smart
She used to quote Hemingway
Trippin' on acid in the Palisades
But no one knows
That it's all for show
You're Mrs. Know-It-All
He's staring at his phone
And even though you sit together
You feel so alone
It's such a tragedy
When people hardly speak
Try to live up to the person you pretend to be
You must have known I tried to change
Would love to say hello
Please, don't hang up
Afraid of what I'd say
Hello, hello, hello
I'm Mr. Know-It-All
I'm Mr. Know-It-All
Staring at my phone
And even though we sit together
I feel so alone
It's such a tragedy
We always used to speak
Try to live up to the person I pretend to be
I'm Mr. Know-It
Writer: Sameer Gadhia, Alex Salibian, Eric Cannata, Francois Comtois, Jacob Tilley, Payam Doostzadeh
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Jungle Youth
I can't stop listening to this voice in my head
Got me tearing through the covers on this rusty spring bed
Bust through the doors
Flames kissing my back
That's all I remember and then everything's black
You know, it sounds so familiar
Some place hot in my soul
Hello transmission: now you're in control
I look up
I look down
Everybody's bathing in Holy Water
Ain't enough going around
Raise their cups
Wear their crowns
You're sitting on a gold-stained altar
Feel the jungle youth sound, ooh ooh
I woke in a fever taste the blood in my mouth
My eyes bruised shiny purple and I'm riddled with doubt
It feels so peculiar, boiling hot in my soul
Farewell transmission: not meant for this world
I look up
I look down
Everybody's bathing in Holy Water
Ain't enough going around
Raise their cups
Wear their crowns
You're sitting on a gold-stained altar
Feel the jungle youth sound, ooh ooh
Tonight, drifted off to sleep
Tonight must be having a bad dream when...
I look up
I look down
Everybody's bathing in Holy Water
Ain't enough going around
Raise their cups
Wear their crowns
You're sitting on a gold-stained altar
Feel the jungle youth sound, ooh ooh
Got me tearing through the covers on this rusty spring bed
Bust through the doors
Flames kissing my back
That's all I remember and then everything's black
You know, it sounds so familiar
Some place hot in my soul
Hello transmission: now you're in control
I look up
I look down
Everybody's bathing in Holy Water
Ain't enough going around
Raise their cups
Wear their crowns
You're sitting on a gold-stained altar
Feel the jungle youth sound, ooh ooh
I woke in a fever taste the blood in my mouth
My eyes bruised shiny purple and I'm riddled with doubt
It feels so peculiar, boiling hot in my soul
Farewell transmission: not meant for this world
I look up
I look down
Everybody's bathing in Holy Water
Ain't enough going around
Raise their cups
Wear their crowns
You're sitting on a gold-stained altar
Feel the jungle youth sound, ooh ooh
Tonight, drifted off to sleep
Tonight must be having a bad dream when...
I look up
I look down
Everybody's bathing in Holy Water
Ain't enough going around
Raise their cups
Wear their crowns
You're sitting on a gold-stained altar
Feel the jungle youth sound, ooh ooh
Writer: PAYAM DOOSTZADEH, FRANCOIS COMTOIS, MATHEW CANNATA, JACOB JOHN TILLEY, SAMEER GADHIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Titus Was Born
Titus was born
Under the eye of a storm
Rainwater carried his bed
Around the world and back again
Oh, all the things he had seen
Life is a dream
Drifting at sea
It's so hard to believe
And so, Titus would grow
Taller and strong as an oak
Rainwater stuck in his head
It filled him with words left unsaid
Of all the things he might be
Drifting at sea
At night he would dream
Of all stumps at bay
To wash the pain away
Rain's falling
Falling on you
And the stone he was driving
Washing away
All the trees on the island
Rainwater, rainwater
In the eye there was a silence
But he washed it away
Crashing rocks by the sirens
It's falling on you
Rainwater, rainwater
It's falling on you
And the stone he was driving
Washing away
All the trees on the island
Rainwater, rainwater
In the eye there was a silence
But he washed it away
Crashing rocks by the sirens
It's falling on you
Rainwater, rainwater
Flow on the inside of you
The rainwater's falling on you
Falling on you
Under the eye of a storm
Rainwater carried his bed
Around the world and back again
Oh, all the things he had seen
Life is a dream
Drifting at sea
It's so hard to believe
And so, Titus would grow
Taller and strong as an oak
Rainwater stuck in his head
It filled him with words left unsaid
Of all the things he might be
Drifting at sea
At night he would dream
Of all stumps at bay
To wash the pain away
Rain's falling
Falling on you
And the stone he was driving
Washing away
All the trees on the island
Rainwater, rainwater
In the eye there was a silence
But he washed it away
Crashing rocks by the sirens
It's falling on you
Rainwater, rainwater
It's falling on you
And the stone he was driving
Washing away
All the trees on the island
Rainwater, rainwater
In the eye there was a silence
But he washed it away
Crashing rocks by the sirens
It's falling on you
Rainwater, rainwater
Flow on the inside of you
The rainwater's falling on you
Falling on you
Writer: PAYAM DOOSTZADEH, FRANCOIS COMTOIS, ERIC CANNATA, JACOB TILLEY, SAMEER GADHIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Repeat
Somewhere in the forest
Where the waters meet
Lie the days before us
Spinning on repeat
There's darkness through the doorways
Silence in the streets
There's something in the stillness
A distant memory
Show me love, fill my cup
The world's not empty
It's how you want it to be
Push and pull, the glass is full
Float on an ocean
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
(We just move, we're just moving)
(We just move, we're just moving)
Somewhere in the mountains
And buried in the snow
Life grows underneath us
A thousand leaves below
Sunlight through the windows
Spilling on the streets
No stillness in our orbit
We keep spinning
We keep spinning
On repeat
Show me love, fill my cup
The world's not empty
It's how you want it to be
Push and pull, the glass is full
Float on an ocean
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
(We just move, we're just moving)
(We just move, we're just moving)
(We just move, we're just moving)
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
(We just move, we're just moving)
Push and pull
(We just move, we're just moving)
The glass is full
Float on an ocean
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
Spinning on repeat
Where the waters meet
Lie the days before us
Spinning on repeat
There's darkness through the doorways
Silence in the streets
There's something in the stillness
A distant memory
Show me love, fill my cup
The world's not empty
It's how you want it to be
Push and pull, the glass is full
Float on an ocean
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
(We just move, we're just moving)
(We just move, we're just moving)
Somewhere in the mountains
And buried in the snow
Life grows underneath us
A thousand leaves below
Sunlight through the windows
Spilling on the streets
No stillness in our orbit
We keep spinning
We keep spinning
On repeat
Show me love, fill my cup
The world's not empty
It's how you want it to be
Push and pull, the glass is full
Float on an ocean
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
(We just move, we're just moving)
(We just move, we're just moving)
(We just move, we're just moving)
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
(We just move, we're just moving)
Push and pull
(We just move, we're just moving)
The glass is full
Float on an ocean
We're caught up in the motion
So we move
Spinning on repeat
Writer: FRANCOIS COMPTOIS, PAYAM DOOSTZADEH, JACOB TILLEY, ERIC CANNATA, SAMEER GADHIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Silvertongue
Trying to think of a way to get started
Stutter my flow
Train of thought just departed
Taste of mezcal on my breath
Let me get this off your chest
Open my mouth
All the gems falling out
Make you lose control
Oh, girl, I've got that silver tongue
Got, got that silver, silver tongue
Drives you into delirium
Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
I'm addicted to madness, but what can I say?
I'm addicted to badness, but what can I do?
I got my silver tongue
Clothes on the floor, but the bed's on the ceiling
Slurring my lines, but I'm nailing the meaning
I'll say what you want me to say
But talk only gets in the way
Rolling our eyes, no more words to describe how we lose control
Oh, girl, I've got that silver tongue
Got, got that silver, silver tongue
Drives you into delirium
Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
I'm addicted to madness, but what can I say?
I'm addicted to badness, but what can I do?
I got my silver tongue
I've got nothing on you
And all the things you do
Yeah, I've got nothing on you
Oh, girl, I've got that silver tongue
Got, got that silver, silver tongue
Drives you into delirium
Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
I'm addicted to madness, but what can I say?
I'm addicted to badness, but what can I do?
I got my silver tongue
Stutter my flow
Train of thought just departed
Taste of mezcal on my breath
Let me get this off your chest
Open my mouth
All the gems falling out
Make you lose control
Oh, girl, I've got that silver tongue
Got, got that silver, silver tongue
Drives you into delirium
Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
I'm addicted to madness, but what can I say?
I'm addicted to badness, but what can I do?
I got my silver tongue
Clothes on the floor, but the bed's on the ceiling
Slurring my lines, but I'm nailing the meaning
I'll say what you want me to say
But talk only gets in the way
Rolling our eyes, no more words to describe how we lose control
Oh, girl, I've got that silver tongue
Got, got that silver, silver tongue
Drives you into delirium
Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
I'm addicted to madness, but what can I say?
I'm addicted to badness, but what can I do?
I got my silver tongue
I've got nothing on you
And all the things you do
Yeah, I've got nothing on you
Oh, girl, I've got that silver tongue
Got, got that silver, silver tongue
Drives you into delirium
Got, got that silver, got that silver tongue like, ah
I'm addicted to madness, but what can I say?
I'm addicted to badness, but what can I do?
I got my silver tongue
Writer: ALEX RAYMOND SALIBIAN, ERIC MATTHEW CANNATA, FRANCOIS PAUL COMTOIS, JACOB JOHN TILLEY, PAYAM REZA DOOSTZADEH, SAMEER GADHIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Art Exhibit
I, I saw a picture of you today
At an art exhibit on memory lane
You wore those bells we found on Champs-Élysées
Framed like the golden masters
Forgotten all these years
Pouring like rain
A truth that appears
Oh, the genius of pain
Without a name
Pouring like rain
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Words we had to describe the same feeling
Now without a meaning
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Looking at a hole in the ceiling
I, I
I, I watched the movie of you today
Silver screen
Adapted from my thoughts on Broadway
You saved the world
We lived in such harmony
Blockbuster sales in twelve countries
Remembered all these years
Falling like rain
A truth that appears
Oh, the genius of pain, oh
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Words we had to describe the same feeling
Now without a meaning
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Looking at a hole in the ceiling
At an art exhibit on memory lane
You wore those bells we found on Champs-Élysées
Framed like the golden masters
Forgotten all these years
Pouring like rain
A truth that appears
Oh, the genius of pain
Without a name
Pouring like rain
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Words we had to describe the same feeling
Now without a meaning
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Looking at a hole in the ceiling
I, I
I, I watched the movie of you today
Silver screen
Adapted from my thoughts on Broadway
You saved the world
We lived in such harmony
Blockbuster sales in twelve countries
Remembered all these years
Falling like rain
A truth that appears
Oh, the genius of pain, oh
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Words we had to describe the same feeling
Now without a meaning
'Cause I'm on my back, on my back again
Looking at a hole in the ceiling
Writer: PAYAM DOOSTZADEH, ERIC CANNATA, FRANCOIS COMTOIS, SAMEER GADHIA, JOHN TILLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Nothings Over
It's all in frame
Familiar faces on my wall
This town is strange
Seasons never change
Time is up
The war doesn't stop for anyone
Until the sun dissolves
We all disappear
There's nothing to fear, now my love
How does it feel?
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
Familiar faces on my wall
This town is strange
Seasons never change
Time is up
The war doesn't stop for anyone
Until the sun dissolves
We all disappear
There's nothing to fear, now my love
How does it feel?
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you
Writer: FRANCOIS COMPTOIS, PAYAM DOOSTZADEH, JACOB JOHN TILLEY, ERIC CANNATA, SAMEER GADHIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Home Of The Strange
Land of the free, home of the strange
From shining sea to mountains grey
Didn't get your number
Couldn't catch your name
But you got me under
Girl, you got me tamed
Do what you want to
Do what you please
You are Queen of the ocean
Her majesty
Land of the free, home of the strange
From shining sea to mountains grey
From emperor waves of fame, I will not change
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
I crave your wonder
I shout your name
Feal fists of thunder
Electric rage
Do what you want to
Take what you need
Let me live in the moment
Let freedom be
Land of the free, home of the strange
From shining sea to mountains grey, hey hey
From emperor waves of fame, I will not change
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
In my grave
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
You can put me in my grave, in my grave
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
From shining sea to mountains grey
Didn't get your number
Couldn't catch your name
But you got me under
Girl, you got me tamed
Do what you want to
Do what you please
You are Queen of the ocean
Her majesty
Land of the free, home of the strange
From shining sea to mountains grey
From emperor waves of fame, I will not change
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
I crave your wonder
I shout your name
Feal fists of thunder
Electric rage
Do what you want to
Take what you need
Let me live in the moment
Let freedom be
Land of the free, home of the strange
From shining sea to mountains grey, hey hey
From emperor waves of fame, I will not change
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
In my grave
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
You can put me in my grave, in my grave
Come put me in my grave, in my grave
Writer: SAMEER GADHIA, JACOB TILLEY, ERIC CANNATA, PAYAM, DOOSTZADEH, FRANCOIS COMPTOIS
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.