Lyrics
Twenty-First Century
(Gerry Hannah)
Pissed Off . . . with Good Reason, 1996
Same Thoughts, Different Day, 2010
You’re cold like an icy night
You’re crazy as a dream
You’re deadly as a loaded gun
Your eyes can make me scream
You’re dark as Satan’s shadow
You’re terrible to see
You come much too frequently
When you come to get me
Well I’m going out, I’m going out of my head
And I wish that I, I wish that I was dead
I need someone, someone to set me free
I need someone, someone to save me from
The twenty-first century
You’re cold like an icy night
You’re crazy as a dream
You’re deadly as a loaded gun
Your eyes can make me scream
You’re dark as Satan’s shadow
You’re terrible to see
You come much too frequently
When you come to get me
Well I’m going out, I’m going out of my head
And I wish that I, I wish that I was dead
I need someone, someone to set me free
I need someone, someone to save me from
The twenty-first century
The twenty-first
The twenty-first
The twenty-first
