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Hands Up, Hands Up

Hands Up, Hands Up

This is a countdown I plan to leave
I'm heading out of this town
I'm sick of the beef
Been wandering too long
Before it gets bad, I'm packing my memories

It's time to move on, cruise on
Maybe in the wrong direction
Baybe, I'll be hands on the steering wheel

It's too late
It's too fake
But I've got nothing to loose
Checkmate, no hate
Hell I've got nothing to prove

[Chorus]
(Six, Six, Five, Five)
One chance to stay alive
(Four, Four, Three, Three)
But I can hardly breathe
Countdown to insanity
Goodbye reality
(Two, Two, One, One)
Tick-Tock
Let's Go!

Hands, Up

Hands, Up

If your problems are homegrown
It's time to cut back
Turn off your cell phone
Come join in the pack
Get out of your mad routine
A change is to come
Life is a solitaire

So you've got to move on, cruise on
Maybe in the wrong direction
Baybe, you'll be hands on the steering wheel

It's too late
It's too fake
But I've got nothing to loose
Checkmate, no hate
Hell I've got nothing to prove

[Chorus]
(Six, Six, Five, Five)
One chance to stay alive
(Four, Four, Three, Three)
But I can hardly breathe
Countdown to insanity
Goodbye reality
(Two, Two, One, One)
Tick-Tock
Let's Go!

Hands, Up

Hands, Up

Hands, Up

Hands, Up

It's too late
It's too fake
But I've got nothing to loose
Checkmate, no hate
Hell I've got nothing to prove

[Chorus]
(Six, Six, Five, Five)
One chance to stay alive
(Four, Four, Three, Three)
But I can hardly breathe
Countdown to insanity
Goodbye reality
(Two, Two, One, One)
Tick-Tock
Let's Go!

Hands, Up

Hands, Up

(Four, Four, Three, Three)
(Two, Two, One, One)
Hands Up, Hands Up      Hands Up, Hands Up      This is a countdown I plan to leave   I'm heading out of this town   I'm sick of the beef   Been wandering too long   Before it gets bad, I'm packing my memories      It's time to move on, cruise on   Maybe in the wrong direction   Baybe, I'll be hands on the steering wheel      It's too late   It's too fake   But I've got nothing to loose   Checkmate, no hate   Hell I've got nothing to prove      [Chorus]   (Six, Six, Five, Five)   One chance to stay alive   (Four, Four, Three, Three)   But I can hardly breathe   Countdown to insanity   Goodbye reality   (Two, Two, One, One)   Tick-Tock   Let's Go!      Hands, Up      Hands, Up      If your problems are homegrown   It's time to cut back   Turn off your cell phone   Come join in the pack   Get out of your mad routine   A change is to come   Life is a solitaire      So you've got to move on, cruise on   Maybe in the wrong direction   Baybe, you'll be hands on the steering wheel      It's too late   It's too fake   But I've got nothing to loose   Checkmate, no hate   Hell I've got nothing to prove      [Chorus]   (Six, Six, Five, Five)   One chance to stay alive   (Four, Four, Three, Three)   But I can hardly breathe   Countdown to insanity   Goodbye reality   (Two, Two, One, One)   Tick-Tock   Let's Go!      Hands, Up      Hands, Up      Hands, Up      Hands, Up      It's too late   It's too fake   But I've got nothing to loose   Checkmate, no hate   Hell I've got nothing to prove      [Chorus]   (Six, Six, Five, Five)   One chance to stay alive   (Four, Four, Three, Three)   But I can hardly breathe   Countdown to insanity   Goodbye reality   (Two, Two, One, One)   Tick-Tock   Let's Go!      Hands, Up      Hands, Up      (Four, Four, Three, Three)   (Two, Two, One, One)