Little Bohemia

The stars don't shine above our night.

The city lights are too fucking bright.

So let's let them burn till the morning comes.

There's laughter and poison to shade our eyes.

And if you're looking for the rest of us

We're probably hanging out by the bar

Looking for quarters for the pool table.

We got the jukebox playing GNR

Another round of beers for all my friends.

I thought those summer nights would never end.

We all could open up our mouths and say

We are not the world.

I could sit in this spot all day

And see nothing around me change.

We could open our mouths and say

That we won't be a part of it.

Are you listening or waiting to speak

in this conversation?

Are you listening at all?

I could sit in this spot all day

And see nothing around me change.

We are not the world.