Texty: Sam Roberts. We Were Born in a Flame. Where Have All The Good People Gone?.

Oh, the Milky Way has gone a little sour
The leaves dried and the flower fell away
I've been sitting, I've been waiting for a sign
Inhuman beings taking up all of my time

Wanna leave but I've got to stay
And I'm, I'm wondering more everyday
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone?

Traffic jam but I'm on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Bangkok to Babylon
Where have all the good people gone?

I haven't met a friend in a long, long while
They don't check my head but they, they check my style
The modern world is a cold, cold world
And all I meet are cold, cold girls

Wanna leave but I've got to stay
And I'm, I'm wondering more everyday
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone?

Traffic jam but I'm on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Bangkok to Babylon
Where have all the good people gone?

And it's always the same
We all just turn away
And we are stealing from ourselves
We are feeding off ourselves

But we were born in the flame
We need a cool breeze and a summer rain
We are stealing from ourselves
We are feeding off ourselves

Come on, come on, come on, people come on
Come on, come on, come on, people come on
Oh, the Milky Way has gone a little sour
The leaves dried and the flower fell away

Wanna leave but I've got to stay
And I'm, I'm wondering more everyday
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone?

Traffic jam but I'm on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Bangkok to Babylon
Where have all the good people gone?

Wanna leave but I've got to stay
And I'm wondering more everyday
Montreal to Hong Kong
Where have all the good people gone?

Traffic jam but I'm on the shoulder
Took ten cops to pull me over
Bangkok to Babylon
Where have all the good people gone?

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
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