(Yeah, I used to know a guy) He was born into the Year of the Tiger Sixty years ago when flesh and blood were black and white He was born with a heart just like a grinding gear Fifty eight years before the world he knew would disappear The Year of the Tiger We are still broken From that fucked up year that disappeared She was born into the promise of the shining path Lucky in a way that no one really understands Ten years old with a mind just like a golden voice Grew up in a blue state hiding from the silver noise No one wants to hear your stupid fucking explanations No one wants to hear your stupid reasons why Here we are in the Year of the Tiger We are where we are because of all the big lies No one wants to hear your stupid fucking accusations No one wants to hear you, you, you, you, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) I had a dream, I saw a tiger in a happy place In a Nirvana shirt With a happy face I had a dream I saw a tiger in a MAGA hat (Don't look back) (You can never look back) We have to change the stupid way we show our stripes We have to change the addictive way we eat the hype We have to stop, stop spreading the disease We have to stop saying sorry, stop saying please You do not have to like it, tigers we are everywhere The math that doesn't lie someday you'll face the fact That the truth is not a slogan On a stupid red hat It's the Year of the Tiger (it's the Year of the Tiger) We are still broken From that fucked up year that disappeared (tiger, tiger) Here we are in the Year of the Tiger (Year of the Tiger, tiger, tiger) The Year of the Tiger (the Year of the Tiger) Here we are in the Year of the Tiger (Year of the Tiger) We are still broken So fucking broken Here we are in the Year of the Tiger (Year of the Tiger) We are still broken from that fucked up year that disappeared

Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colours on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in a violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colours changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could've told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in their ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will