"Silence Is Golden But Duct Tape Is Silver" lyrics
Me and Billy like to sleep all day-all day
On the floor is where we decay-decay
Mohawks in disarray
From Cutler Ridge to motherfuckin' Biscayne Bay
The Gangs tried to kill us, but we wouldn't take flight
Brass knuckles and rusty knives
Kept the wolves at bay
And we'd play
In traffic downtown
Turn it up and take me away
What do you do when there's nowhere to go?
Empty pools and punk rock shows
Anger that nobody knows
And the sun goes down
And the streetlights glow
As we roll through the city in a bucket of rust
With the punk rock
South Dade girls screamin' lyrics at us
From the backseat and kicking up dust
To the sound of the only people we can trust
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
Me and Billy like to sleep all day-all day
On the floor is where we decay-decay
Mohawks in disarray
From Cutler Ridge to motherfuckin' Biscayne Bay
The Gangs tried to kill us, but we wouldn't take flight
Brass knuckles and rusty knives
Kept the wolves at bay
And we'd play
In traffic downtown
Turn it up and take me away
What do you do when there's nowhere to go?
Empty pools and punk rock shows
Anger that nobody knows
And the sun goes down
And the streetlights glow
As we roll through the city in a bucket of rust
With the punk rock
South Dade girls screamin' lyrics at us
From the backseat and kicking up dust
To the sound of the only people we can trust
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
Kick us when we're down
We're not going away
We're the stray dogs that chase you
The ones you betray
We run wild through the streets
And sleep with the decay
Of all that you have left us:
Life in disarray
Out of control
And you shiver my timbers
Tell us to shut up
And we'll give you the finger
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver-obey!
Out of control
And you shiver my timbers
Tell us to shut up
And we'll give you the finger
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver-obey!
On the floor is where we decay-decay
Mohawks in disarray
From Cutler Ridge to motherfuckin' Biscayne Bay
The Gangs tried to kill us, but we wouldn't take flight
Brass knuckles and rusty knives
Kept the wolves at bay
And we'd play
In traffic downtown
Turn it up and take me away
What do you do when there's nowhere to go?
Empty pools and punk rock shows
Anger that nobody knows
And the sun goes down
And the streetlights glow
As we roll through the city in a bucket of rust
With the punk rock
South Dade girls screamin' lyrics at us
From the backseat and kicking up dust
To the sound of the only people we can trust
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
Me and Billy like to sleep all day-all day
On the floor is where we decay-decay
Mohawks in disarray
From Cutler Ridge to motherfuckin' Biscayne Bay
The Gangs tried to kill us, but we wouldn't take flight
Brass knuckles and rusty knives
Kept the wolves at bay
And we'd play
In traffic downtown
Turn it up and take me away
What do you do when there's nowhere to go?
Empty pools and punk rock shows
Anger that nobody knows
And the sun goes down
And the streetlights glow
As we roll through the city in a bucket of rust
With the punk rock
South Dade girls screamin' lyrics at us
From the backseat and kicking up dust
To the sound of the only people we can trust
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
Out of control
And you've shivered my timbers
I'm all fucked up
The moon's just a sliver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Like the lining of the clouds
That conceal the killers
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
The streets aren't safe
When the winds are blowing
In the eye of the storm
The blood starts flowing
We're gathering bricks
And we're gonna start throwing
Them at you
We'll throw them at you
Kick us when we're down
We're not going away
We're the stray dogs that chase you
The ones you betray
We run wild through the streets
And sleep with the decay
Of all that you have left us:
Life in disarray
Out of control
And you shiver my timbers
Tell us to shut up
And we'll give you the finger
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver-obey!
Out of control
And you shiver my timbers
Tell us to shut up
And we'll give you the finger
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver
Yeah, silence is golden
But duct tape is silver-obey!
