Slow Machines - July the Fifth Lyrics

My psychic visions have started again
Psychotic villains are starting to win
Extraterrestrials are starting to take over the government

We are the cracks at the sidewalk's end
Leftover fireworks on july the fifth
Won't always do right or be right
But right now we'll do what we can

And if we feel a little out of breath
We'll dream ourselves another death
Eyes wide open for whatever happens next...

I know my father would never give his okay
To a song thrown together this way
See, we've a family tradition demanding perfection and grace

So I've been biding too much of my time
So far ahead and still so far behind
Standing there in line just to get on someone else's ride

But no ones cheering anymore
And don't they love to lay the blame at my door
By god if they can do better what the hell are they waiting for?

The choicest of my words are spent
And i'm not even sure what they meant
But if you play them all backward you'll find that they sound like shit!

My psychic visions are all starting again
Psychotic villains are always going to win
Extraterrestrials are starting to take over the government!
Extraterrestrials have already taken over the government!