Skillet

Angry words and Honking Cars
Satellites and Falling Stars
Distant dark blue radios
That's whispered on my
boulevard
Ghosts and chains rattle in the
attic
Brocken headphones filled with
static
Lonely room, you've got nowhere
to run
Three... Two... One for all and all
for one
Times will be bad
Times will be good
Things I wish I hadn't done and
Some how wish I would
Cutting through the American
Noise
You've got a voice
And a song to sing
Drink deep in the morning
See what the day will bring
Lift up you're voice
Let love cut through
the American Noise
Slamming doors and
Cell phone rings
Hurricane force of silent screams
Don't know what to believe
Live the rule
Just to break it
You're so tired
Cause you've got to fake it
But you just wanna be someone
Three... Two... One for all and all
for one
Times will be bad
Times will be good
Things I wish I hadn't done and
Some how wish I would
Cutting through the American
Noise
You've got a voice
And a song to sing
Drink deep in the morning
See what the day will bring
Lift up you're voice
Let love cut through
the American Noise
No matter who you are
You've got a voice
Why don't you use it
Sing you're own song
Take on the noise
And make it into music
Lift up you're voice
Let love cut through
the American Noise
You have a choice
Let love cut through
the American Noise
You've got a voice
Let love cut through the
American noise