Give them a weapon and they kill 
An electric guitar and they act like a star 
Give them money and they use their power 
Give them love and they're lost 
Bye bye till the next time 
Bye bye till the next time 
Sometimes it takes my breath away 
I'm all alone with my imagination 
And they talk 
And talk 
And talk 
And talk 
Bye bye till the next time 
Bye bye till the next time 
If I was God 
I'd give them the boot 
Do they know 
Where they're really going? 
And they shout 
They shout for more 
And they shout 
They shout for more 
Bye bye till the next time 
Bye bye till the next time


(c) by T.C. Matic / from T.C. Matic