Irresponsible Tune

With our song we are outlaws

With our songs, we're alone

But without songs we're lost

And life is pointless, harsh, and long

In my heart, there is music

In my mind is a song

But in my eyes a world crooked, fucked up, and wrong

Sing all day

Record and play

Drums and bass

And a guitar

Will there be peace in the world?

Or will violence always own the truth?

There's a bird singing at my window

And it's singing an irresponsible tune

An irresponsible tune

An irresponsible tune