This isn't your song

This isn't your music

How can there be wrong

When by committee they choose it all

They choose it all

To turn, to turn

[Pre-Chorus]

You're gonna grow old

You're gonna grow cold

Bearing signs on the avenue

For your own personal Waterloo

You're bearing signs on the avenue

For your own personal Waterloo, now

[Chorus]

We'll fight, we'll fight

We'll fight for your music halls

And dying cities

They'll fight, they'll fight

They'll fight for your neural walls

And plasticities

And precious territory

[Verse 2]

This isn't our song

This isn't even a musical

I think life is too long

To be a whale in a cubicle

Nails under your cuticle

To turn, to turn

[Pre-Chorus]

Gonna grow old

You're gonna grow so cold

Before this song can deliver you

You're bearing signs on the avenue

You're bearing signs

For your own personal Waterloo now

[Chorus]