i got the light thru the window   you've got the alcohol   i'm on the here and now   you're on the year before   i'm on a steady diet of really being here   you got a list of rules that makes things disappear      i see the moon in texas   you see a bar that's dark   i want a revolution   you wanna make your mark   but it's not guilt that i want or punishment i see   the world reorganized now in terms of people's needs      maybe tonite   we could bring the fuck into the light   maybe tonite   i can see that i don't wanna die   maybe when i turn myself away   every little thing you said    i wanna throw it all into the bay