Alternate Learning - Painted Windows Lyrics
All the young men carry knivesA sense of pride as darkness fallsDressed up in dragThey're taking a girl to the riversideMuscles tenseEyes open wideAnd emotion has diedWould you fight in the warIf we advertiseWe'll make your blood as cold as dry iceThe bad boys on the legendary avenuesThey used to know the wayTo make you begTo loosen the grip on your throatJust enough to sayThat it's okayYou'd grow to be just like them somedayBut it's the same old bad clichéAnd I just can't live this wayIt's only image worshipDown at the paint store they are making a dealThey're spending thousands, any price is a stealCause no one sees inAnd they've really got no reasonTo be watching for something realSkin-tight as money and city flairBack seat the vinyl-smell airNew girls too young to be seen or heardNight and the car windows blurredLeather constricting each fightLoving the bomb more every nightAnd haven't learned her nameGasoline war lighting cigarettesSave the last dance to forgetWhose secretary was getting wiseAlways a thinner disguiseMore love the whiter the cardSweeping the hearts up in the yardIt's never quite the sameNever having learned her nameNever seen the look on her faceThe first time that he held a gunThough his hands were so smallHe felt just like John WayneAnd when he fired, it took his breath awayNow it's gone to stayUntil his girl rubs him the wrong wayBut it's the same old bad clichéAnd I just can't live this wayIt's only painted windows
