Oh Yeah!

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (yeah!) 'Kay, I got itI'm in a crowd full of angels and demons I'm looking out for the jingoes and heathens Nobody move and nobody gonna get hurt Reach for the sky with your face in the dirtEverybody is a star Got my money and I'm feeling kinda low Everybody got a scar Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope?Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Related I got blood on my hands in my pockets That's what you get turning bullets into rockets I am a kid of a bad education The shooting star of lowered expectationEverybody is a star Got my money and I'm feeling kinda low Everybody got a scar Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope?Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahI'm just a face in the crowd of spectators To the sound of the voice of a traitor Dirty looks and I'm looking for a payback Burning books in a bulletproof backpack Everybody is a star Got my money and I'm feeling kinda low Everybody got a scar Ain't it funny how we're running out of hope?Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahYeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody is a star) Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody is a star)