Let's go!
It's never too late to be early
Or try and maintain
Some scrap of integrity and certainty
I guess.
(My fingers)
Won't apologize
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And 1977...
Was a long time
(Was a long time)
Time ago
(Time ago)
I don't care.
I don't care how things
Were and I won't
Apologize.
I won't apologize.
F*ck you.
The alamo has been penetrated
And there is little hope
For the white man so
Hop on your rainbow
Ride it...
(My fingers)
So hop on your rainbow
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And ride into oblivion
For all I care
(There's no longer)
You could be early
(Discomfort)
Or late
(That you brought)
Whatever!
Pulmonary Archery Video (MV)
Performed By: Alexisonfire
Written by: DALLAS GREEN, WADE MACNEIL, CHRIS STEELE, GEORGE PETTIT, JESSE INGELEVICS
Alexisonfire - Pulmonary Archery Lyrics
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Let's go!
It's never too late to be early
Or try and maintain
Some scrap of integrity and certainty
I guess.
(My fingers)
Won't apologize
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And 1977...
Was a long time
(Was a long time)
Time ago
(Time ago)
I don't care.
I don't care how things
Were and I won't
Apologize.
I won't apologize.
F*ck you.
The alamo has been penetrated
And there is little hope
For the white man so
Hop on your rainbow
Ride it...
(My fingers)
So hop on your rainbow
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And ride into oblivion
For all I care
(There's no longer)
You could be early
(Discomfort)
Or late
(That you brought)
Whatever!
It's never too late to be early
Or try and maintain
Some scrap of integrity and certainty
I guess.
(My fingers)
Won't apologize
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And 1977...
Was a long time
(Was a long time)
Time ago
(Time ago)
I don't care.
I don't care how things
Were and I won't
Apologize.
I won't apologize.
F*ck you.
The alamo has been penetrated
And there is little hope
For the white man so
Hop on your rainbow
Ride it...
(My fingers)
So hop on your rainbow
(Are blistered and bleeding)
And ride into oblivion
For all I care
(There's no longer)
You could be early
(Discomfort)
Or late
(That you brought)
Whatever!
Writer: DALLAS GREEN, WADE MACNEIL, CHRIS STEELE, GEORGE PETTIT, JESSE INGELEVICS
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC