And when the clock strikes twelve,
Tell me where you're gonna be
Cleaning up the mess we've made
Or watching your TV
And if you have to ask,
Then you don't have a clue
There's snow in Arizona
While they're bombing in [bad word] 
I hope some day,
When I'm dead and gone
We learned to right
Everything that's wrong
With loving hands turn sick to strong
Our time will tell,
If life goes on, on, on, on, on

When the storm hits your front door
With a roar you can't ignore [bad word] [bad word] away,
But there's no place to hide, mate
When the days turn into night,
You don't got no chance to fight
'Cause you're too late,
So kiss your [bad word] goodbye, mate

It just don't make no sense,
There's a million mouths to feed
We got military action over monetary need
And you can turn your back
Or you can plant the seed
You can [bad word] Over universal greed

I hope some day,
When I'm dead and gone
We learned to right
Everything that's wrong
With loving hands turn sick to strong
Our time will tell,
If life goes on, on, on, on, on

When the storm hits your front door
With a roar you can't ignore [bad word] [bad word] away,
But there's no place to hide, mate
When the days turn into night,
You don't got no chance to fight
'Cause you're too late,
So kiss your [bad word] goodbye, mate

When the storm hits your front door
With a roar you can't ignore [bad word] [bad word] away,
But there's no place to hide, mate
When the days turn into night,
You don't got no chance to fight
'Cause you're too late,
So kiss your [bad word] goodbye, mate

Well, you can turn your back,
But it won't go away
And you don't look scared,
But you should be afraid
You can shut your mouth,
But you still have a say
But you just don't care
For tomorrow today

Well, you can turn your back,
But it won't go away
And you don't look scared,
But you should be afraid
You can shut your mouth,
But you still have a say
But you just don't care
For tomorrow today

Well no way, way,
No way, no way, no way, no way

When the storm hits your front door,
With a roar you can't ignore [bad word] [bad word] away,
But there's no place to hide, mate
When the days turn into night,
You don't got no chance to fight
'Cause you're too late,
So kiss your [bad word] goodbye, mate

When the storm hits your front door
With a roar you can't ignore [bad word] [bad word] away,
But there's no place to hide, mate
When the days turn into night,
You don't got no chance to fight
'Cause you're too late,
So kiss your [bad word] goodbye, mate