The Beginning

Floating lifeless in a void
coming closer to the point
where ambitions use to sleep
floating hopeless in the shade of an old-time serenade
no more people do we need
aah
no more voices here to sing
no more noises deafening
let’s be quiet — turn us off
this is the beginning of the end
we’r strangers in a stranger’s land
let’t make war instead of love
aah
we’re dancing to what none of you can hear
and we’re shaking shaking without fear
aah
someone borrow me a gun for all the millions having fun
let’s make war instead of love
let’s make war instead of love