New Years In Sochi - The Fugitives

cough

Shrug the sticks and stones off

sign with life into the street

Hold it up onwards

Hold it like a bible verse

As true as the stories we believe

And we’ll all go to heaven at the end of the day

And we’ll all go to heaven either way

People love to celebrate their life laws of the state

Paint it on the billboard of her heart

They rule your body in it’s name

They leave your love to call from caves

They drop you like an anchor in the dark

But we’ll all go to heaven at the end of the day

And we’ll all go to heaven either way

And we’ll all go to heaven at the end of the day

And we’ll all go to heaven either way

When the midnight chimes on the Kremlin

And the fireworks

Put a wish in your body for a million nights

For the whole world watching

For the night

For the new year coming

And for each that tells you no

We’ll bring a plane to fly our roses

Love

Not to beg

Not to owe me

But to rise

To rise

And we’ll all go to heaven at the end of the day

And we’ll all go to heaven either way

Then we’ll all go to heaven at the end of the day

And we’ll all go to heaven either way

And we’ll all go to heaven at the end of the day

And we’ll all go to heaven either way