65 Days

In 65 days you’ll be dead and gone
They say you need a melody and need a radio song
Here it comes
In 65 days when your moment’s gone
I’m gonna need a new beat, a new rock and roll
Here it comes
In 65 days you’ll be dead and gone
They say you need a melody and need a radio song
Here it comes
When the end justifies the means
Then the love is history
When the end justifies the means
Then the love is history
In 65 days if you don’t get it straight
I’m gonna need a remedy for the noise you make
Here it comes
In 65 days you’ll be dead and gone
They say you need a melody and need a radio song
Here it comes
Taste my lust for cash
And numbers when
You’re hopeless
I’ll be around
Come around
Come and knocking on my door
(Is this all you want
All you really want?
Bet it in the run
All you really want?)
Taste my lust for cash
And numbers when
You’re hopeless
I’ll be around
Come around
Come and knocking on my —
When the end justifies the means
Then the love is history
When the end justifies the means
I’ll show my sympathy for the industry