Lyrics
Oh, life is full of trouble
The short and long is all the same
Right and wrong is all distorted
If you're confused, well, I don't blame you
Seems the rules were all illusions
A house of postcards tumbling down
We lift our eyes to man-made constellations with an agony profound
Oh, and strange tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like strange
Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, and please stay away from danger
Do we crave the disarray that comes with the pain of rearranging?
Because change tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like change
Where is the spirit?
Where is the guide?
And why are we so afraid
That we'll be forced to lie down in this bed that we have made?
We give our hearts, we give our brains
We give our blood, we give our breath
We give ourselves, we give our children to a construct we call death
Oh, and strange tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like strange
Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, and stay away from danger
Do we crave the disarray that comes with the pain of rearranging?
Because change tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like change
What do we do?
What do we do?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we come from?
Where do we come from?
I'm asking you, 'cause I don't know
But strange tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like strange
Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, and please stay away from danger
Do we crave the disarray that comes with the pain of rearranging?
Because change tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like change
Don't we love the taste of trouble, and don't we pray for beneficent change?
The short and long is all the same
Right and wrong is all distorted
If you're confused, well, I don't blame you
Seems the rules were all illusions
A house of postcards tumbling down
We lift our eyes to man-made constellations with an agony profound
Oh, and strange tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like strange
Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, and please stay away from danger
Do we crave the disarray that comes with the pain of rearranging?
Because change tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like change
Where is the spirit?
Where is the guide?
And why are we so afraid
That we'll be forced to lie down in this bed that we have made?
We give our hearts, we give our brains
We give our blood, we give our breath
We give ourselves, we give our children to a construct we call death
Oh, and strange tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like strange
Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, and stay away from danger
Do we crave the disarray that comes with the pain of rearranging?
Because change tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like change
What do we do?
What do we do?
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
Where do we come from?
Where do we come from?
I'm asking you, 'cause I don't know
But strange tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like strange
Keep your eyes open and your mouth shut, and please stay away from danger
Do we crave the disarray that comes with the pain of rearranging?
Because change tastes like trouble, and trouble tastes like change
Don't we love the taste of trouble, and don't we pray for beneficent change?