Headin' out
I can't hardly contain myself
Slipped inside to restrain myself
For just a moment, and it all came up again

Marching up to walk our final mercy mile
Play that song for me, my friend
Spinning down and out of sync with grace and perfect style
Try to enjoy yourself, who cares if it's the end, dear

Say goodbye
And say hello to the new new sound
Not as good as when we're around
Got the rhythm, but the beats don't feel the same

Marching up to walk our final mercy mile
Play that song for me, my friend
Spinning down and out of sync with grace and perfect style
Try to enjoy yourself, who cares if it's the end

They are the new wave
They are the favorite sons
Your suburban princes
You're one and the same here, son

They are the new wave
They are the noise you claim you love
Your glittery princes
Ascending in three-part harmony

Lie, cheat, steal
Lie, cheat, steal
Lie, cheat, steal