All the air goes out of the room



When the boys come



And soon it's just a wall of smoke



They like to leave their mark



Anywhere they are



Like creatures of the savage wild



There might as well be a line



For all the friends they got



And you can tell em from the clothes they wear



Leather boots and their ragged tees



Golden bangles



And if you doubt it



You shouldn't doubt it



As if getting by wasn't trouble enough



Save yourself



Save yourself



Because you can't save the ones you love



The Philadelphia sun



Has got the day all wrong



The locals only sense the time



From the day they're born



Their shadow's three miles long



That all their life they can't outrun



I might have been in the clear



But since I landed here



There's no escaping but on wings



Or in a tunnel of mud



A hole in my own head



And if you doubt it



You shouldn't doubt it



As it getting by wasn't trouble enough



Save yourself



Save yourself



Because you can't save the ones you love