Hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
Ooh, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
Ooh, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
Ooh, hey ya, hey ya, hey ya
Ooh
Sneaking me in and out
Everyday, any place
Giving it all, oh oh
My intention, this deception
Doesn t seem to impress me anymore
Three in the morning so the city should be sleeping
Let s take a trip on to the otherside
It s time to see what kind of shit we ll get away with
I never felt this much alive
Hey you want it! Hey we...
If you want, I will be this country
When you thirst for escape
I will be this bridge which connects
Our lives which rock on a wire
I will be this tree which bends
So that to my branches you may cling
And this carpet of dead leaves
For...