Billy Talent, Anti-Flag - Turn Your Back With Anti-Flag

When the clock strikes twelve Tell me where you're gonna be Cleaning up the mess we made Or watching your TV And if you have to ask Then you don't have a clue There's snow in Arizona While they're bombing in Beirut I hope some day When we're dead and gone We learned to right Everything that's wrong With loving hands Turn sick to strong Our time will tell If life goes on, on, on, on, on When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate It just don't make no sense There's a million mouths to feed We got military action Over monetary need And you can turn your back Or you can plant the seed You can choose compassion Over universal greed I hope some day When we're dead and gone We learned to right Everything that's wrong With loving hands Turn sick to strong Our time will tell If life goes on, on, on, on, on When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate And you can turn your back But it won't go away And you don't look scared But you should be afraid You can shut your mouth But you still act the same But you just don't care For tomorrow, today You can turn your back But it won't go away And you don't look scared But you should be afraid You can shut your mouth But you still act the same But you just don't care For tomorrow, today Well no way, way No way, no way, no way When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate When the storm hits your front door With a roar you can't ignore You run, run away But there's no place to hide, mate When the days turn into night You don't got no chance to fight 'Cause you're too late So kiss your ass goodbye, mate