In that case When the world's feeling heavy with sorrow And the day looks as dark as the night As long as there's gonna be a tomorrow We'll be alright, I know we'll be alright What kind of war are we living through? My bleedin' heart is needing you To rock me like a baby, hold me like a child Show me peace of mind for a little while Pull me from the shadows, remind me how to smile Remind me When the world's feeling heavy with sorrow And the day looks as dark as the night As long as there's gonna be a tomorrow We'll be alright, we'll be alright, we'll be alright Tell me, who's broken dream am I living in? I'd walk through fire to wake up again Rock me like a baby, hold me like a child Show me peace of mind for a little while Pull me from the shadows, remind me how to smile Won't you remind me When the world's feeling heavy with sorrow And the day looks as dark as the night As long as there's gonna be a tomorrow We'll be alright, we'll be alright, we'll be alright Yeah, yeah When the world's feeling heavy with sorrow (ooh) And the day looks as dark as the night (ooh) As long as there's gonna be a tomorrow We'll be alright, we'll be alright, we'll be alright We'll be alright, we'll be alright, we'll be alright

We are young, we run free Stay up late, we don't sleep Got our friends, got the night We'll be alright Tonight you won't be by your self-self Just leave your problems on the shelf-shelf You won't wanna be nowhere else-else So let's go, so let's go (we got the club like) (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) and all the girls sayin' (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) the whole world sayin' (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) yeah, yeah, come on let's Get drunk, toast it up, we don't give a fuck We are young, we run free Stay up late, we don't sleep Got our friends, got the night We'll be alright Throw our hands in the air Pretty girls everywhere Got our friends, got the night We'll be alright (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) alright, alright, alright (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) ah, ah, ah, ah (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) alright, alright, alright (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) ah, ah, ah, ah We walk the streets like we don't care-care Our middle fingers in the air-air So come and join us if you dare-dare Yeah let's go, yeah let's go (we got the club like) (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) and all the girls sayin' (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) the whole world sayin' (Hoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo) yeah, yeah, come on let's Get drunk, toast it up, we don't give a fuck We are young, we run free Stay up late, we don't sleep Got our friends, got the night We'll be alright Throw our hands in the air Pretty girls everywhere Got our friends, got the night We'll be alright It feels like, ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah (It feels good, don't it?) ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah (Yo, yo, yeah, d-don't it?) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) We'll be alright (ahh!) It feels like, ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah (It feels good, don't it?) ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah (Yo, yo, yeah, d-don't it?) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah) We'll be alright (uh-huh, ha-ha) We are young, we run free Stay up late, we don't sleep Got our friends, got the night We'll be alright Throw our hands in the air (Ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah) Pretty girls everywhere (Ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah) Got our friends, got the night (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) We'll be alright

世界が君の小さな肩に 乗っているのが 僕にだけは見えて 泣き出しそうでいると 「大丈夫?」ってさぁ 君が気付いてさ 聞くから 「大丈夫だよ」って 僕は慌てて言うけど なんでそんなことを 言うんだよ 崩れそうなのは 君なのに 世界が君の小さな肩に 乗っているのが 僕にだけは見えて 泣き出しそうでいると 「大丈夫?」ってさぁ 君が気付いてさ 聞くから 「大丈夫だよ」って 僕は慌てて言うけど なんでそんなことを 言うんだよ 崩れそうなのは 君なのに 取るに足らない 小さな僕の 有り余る今の 大きな夢は 君の「大丈夫」になりたい 「大丈夫」になりたい 君を大丈夫にしたいんじゃない 君にとっての 「大丈夫」になりたい

If love endured that ancient cross How precious is my Savior's blood The beauty of heaven wrapped in my shame The image of love upon death's frame If having my heart was worth the pain What joy could You see beyond the grave If love found my soul worth dying for How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace If heaven now owns that vacant tomb How great is the hope that lives in You? The passion that tore through hell like a rose The promise that rolled back death and its stone If freedom is worth the life You raised (oh) Where is my sin, where is my shame? (Oh, Jesus) If love paid it all to have my heart How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on, you sing) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace (oh, when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom (come on) When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace (when I see that cross) When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder (come on) of Your grace When I see that cross, I see freedom When I see that grave, I'll see Jesus And from death to life, I will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise In the wonder of Your grace How my soul will sing Your praise How wonderful, how glorious My Savior's scars victorious My chains are gone, my debt is paid From death to life and grace to grace

Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my queasy smile? Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty? Do I like what you like? I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome Guess I'm a little bit shy Why don't you like me? Don't you like me Without making me try? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! How can I help, how can I help How can I help what you think? Hello my baby, hello my baby Putting my life on the brink Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? Why don't you like yourself? Should I bend over? Should I look older To be put on your shelf? I tried to be like Grace Kelly But all her looks were too sad, yeah So I tried a little Freddie I've gone identity mad! (Mad, mad, mad!) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! Alright Grace Kelly Here we go I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky I could be hurtful, I could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? (Why?) I could be brown, I could be blue I could be violet sky Could be hurtful, could be purple I could be anything you like Gotta be green, gotta be mean Gotta be everything more Why don't you like me? Don't you like me? Walk out the door! (Oh, yeah) (Why don't you walk out that door) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Grace, Grace, Grace) walk out the door! (Grace, Grace Kelly)

Another head hangs lowly Child is slowly taken And the violence causes silence Who are we mistaken? But you see, it's not me It's not my family In your head, in your head, they are fighting With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are crying What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head? Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken It's the same old theme In two thousand eighteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their guns, and their drones In your head, in your head, they are dyin' What's in...