leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax.
sidewalk social scientist don’t get no satisfaction from your cigarette
it’s ten to ten.
time is running out.
lock up all your memories.
get outa here, you know that we can run.
today can last another million years.
today could be the end of me.
it’s 11:59, and i want to stay alive.
pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night.
take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean.
wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand.
take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
we can run.
today can last another million years.
today could be the end of me.
it’s 11:59, and i want to stay alive.
hanging on a frequency, burning like a fire.
boy, you’ve got the motion down.
it’s getting late, i’m tired and i’ve lost control.
don’t leave me here.
time is running out.
take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
we can run.
today can last another million years.
today could be the end of me.
it’s 11:59, and i want to stay alive.

leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax.
sidewalk social scientist don’t get no satisfaction from your cigarette.
it’s ten to ten.
time is running out.
take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.
we can run.
today can last another million years.
today could be the end of me.
it’s 11:59 and i want to stay alive.

pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night.
take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean.
wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand.
take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean.

we can run.
today can last another million years.
today could be the end of me.

you and i in a little toy shop
buy a bag of balloons with the money we’ve got
set them free at the break of dawn
’til one by one, they were gone
back at base, bugs in the software
flash the message, "something’s out there"
floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by.

99 red balloons floating in the summer sky
panic bells, it’s red alert
there’s something here from somewhere else
the war machine springs to life
opens up one eager eye
focusing it on the sky
where 99 red balloons go by.

99 decision street, 99 ministers meet
to worry, worry, super-scurry
call the troops out in a hurry
this is what we’ve waited for
this is it boys, this is war
the president is on the line
as 99 red balloons go by.

99 (neunundneunzig) kriegsminister
streichholz und benzinkanister
hielten sich für schlaue leute
witterten schon fette beute
riefen: "krieg", und wollten macht
mann, wer hätte das gedacht
daß es einmal soweit kommt
wegen 99 luftballons

99 dreams i have had
in every one a red balloon
it’s all over and i’m standin’ pretty
in this dust that was a city
if i could find a souvenier
just to prove the world was here…
and here is a red balloon
i think of you and let it go.

i always had my eyes on you but you came from across the line.
i had to make good time to see you but you had to pay the fine.
all the boys on my side knew that you were the shark.
if you were found on the borderline you’d be shot in the dark.
don’t wear those clothes again, they don’t make it in this crowd.
don’t go out d.t.k., you’ll wear your best suit in the ground.
we’re meeting in a neutral zone: the last car on the train.
the love you brought shaking up my bones and crawling through our veins.
we always met at the edge of a blade and we left at the end of the fight.
of all the girls you’ve played and you laid why did this one have to be white?
they’re gonna getcha at 12 o’clock high, got their sights set low on you.
you better believe me, i wouldn’t lie.
we better quit before you’re through!
they’re gonna getcha at 12 o’clock high, got their sights set low on you.
you better believe me, i wouldn’t lie.
we better quit before you’re through!

i always had my eyes on you but you came from across the line.
i had to make good time to see you but you had to pay the fine.
all the boys on my side knew that you were the shark.
if you were found on the borderline you’d be a shot in the dark.

don’t wear those clothes again, they don’t make it in this crowd.
don’t go all d.t.k., you’ll wear your best suit in the ground.
hey!

we’re meeting in a neutral zone: the last car on the train.
the love you brought shaking up my bones and crawling through our veins.
we always met at the edge of a blade and we left at the end of the fight.
of all the girls you’ve played and you laid why did this one have to be white?

they’re gonna getcha at 12 o’clock high, got their sights set low on you.
you better believe me, i wouldn’t lie.
we better quit before you’re through!
oh!

they’re gonna getcha at 12 o’clock high, got their sights set low on you.
you better believe me.
i wouldn’t lie.
we better quit before you’re through!
oh!

clement burke on drums.
nigel harrison, bass guitar.
jimmy destri keyboard.
frank infante, guitar.
chris stein, guitar.

i know but i don’t know.
i know but i don’t know.
i know but i don’t know.
i know but i don’t know.
i give but i don’t get.
i will but i won’t yet.
i lose but i don’t bet.
i’m your dog but not your pet.
arooo!

now i know but i don’t know.
then i know but i don’t care.
then i see but i don’t know.
i care but i don’t care.

i could but i won’t be.
you can but not with me.
it’s all a mystery.
locked out without a key.

now i know but i don’t know.
and i see but i don’t know.
now i care but i don’t care.
i know but i don’t know.

now i know that you don’t know.
and i care that you don’t see.
i care but i don’t care.
i don’t care that you don’t know.