Precisément pas

I saw fireworks from the freeway

And behind closed eyes

I cannot make them go away

'Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring

Now something on the surface it stings

I said something on the surface

Well it kind of makes me nervous

Who says that you deserve this

And what kind of god would serve this?

We will cure this dirty old disease

If you've got the poison

I've got the remedy

The remedy is the experience.

This is a dangerous liaison

I say the comedy is that it's serious.

This is a strange enough new play on words

I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend

The rest of your nights with the light on

So shine the light on all of your friends

When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

I won't worry my life away.