You re crashing but you re no wave lyrics

  • The da is dressed to the nines,
  • In the mirror he practices all his lines,
  • To his closing arguments, 12 hearts beat in favor,
  • I'm guessing that he read the morning paper
  • The headline reads "The Man Hangs", but the jury doesn't (jury doesn't)
  • And everyone's looking for relief,
  • United States Vs disbelief,
  • And mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle
  • Clear your throat and face the world,
  • The verdict falls like bachelors for bad luck girls,
  • Only breathing with the aid of denial
  • Case open, case shut,
  • But you could pay to close it like a casket,
  • Baby boy can't lift his headache head,
  • Isn't it tragic
  • Wo wo wo wo wooo
  • He glances at his peers sitting 7 to 12,
  • Stacked on 1 to 6 the gallery is hushed,
  • Boys in three pieces dream of grandstanding and bravado,
  • The city sleeps in a cell notwithstanding what we all know,
  • Hang on a rope or bated breath whichever you prefer
  • And everyone's looking for relief,
  • A bidding war for an old flame's grief,
  • The cause, the kid, the course, the charm and the curse,
  • Not a word that could make you comprehend,
  • Too well dressed for the witness stand,
  • The press prays for whichever headline's worse
  • Case open, case shut,
  • But you could pay to close it like a casket,
  • Baby boy can't lift his headache head,
  • Isn't it tragic
  • Wo wo wo wo
  • Fresh pressed suit and tie,
  • Unimpressed birds sing and die,
  • Can talk my way out of anything,
  • The foreman reads the verdict "in the above entitled actions, we find the defendant",
  • Guilty (guilty, guilty, guilty)
  • Case open, case shut,
  • But you could pay to close it like a casket,
  • Baby boy can't lift his headache head,
  • Isn't it tragic
  • Case open, case shut,
  • But you could pay to close it like a casket,
  • Baby boy can't lift his headache head,
  • Isn't it tragic,
  • Wo wo wo wo wooo
  • Butch Walker, Fall Out Boy

    You re crashing but you re no wave lyrics

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    The D.A. is dressed to the nines
    In the mirror he practices all his lines
    To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor
    I'm guessing that he read the morning paper
    The headline reads: "The man hangs, but the jury doesn't."
    
    And everybody's looking for relief
    The United States versus disbelief
    Mothers cast tears on both sides of the aisle
    From face to wall the body falls like bachelors or bad luck girls
    Only breathing with the aid of the knife
    
    Case open, case shut
    But you could pay to close it like a casket
    Baby boy can't lift his headache head
    Isn't it tragic?
    
    He glances at his pew seating seven to twelve stacked
    On one to six the gallery is hushed
    Boys in three pieces dream of girls' daring and bravado
    The city streets in a cell not withstanding what we all know
    Hang on the rope of baited breath
    Whichever you prefer
    
    And everyone's looking for relief
    A bidding war for an old friend's grief
    The calls for chique, the calls for charm
    Another girl that's not aware but that can make you comprehend
    Too well dressed for the witness stand
    The best place for whichever headlines run
    
    Case open, case shut
    But you could pay to close it like a casket
    Baby boy can lift his headache head
    Isn't it tragic?
    
    First class suit and tie
    I'm desperate
    Sing and die
    Can talk my way out of anything
    The foreman reads the verdict and the above-entitled actions
    We find the defendant (guilty)
    
    Case open, case shut
    But you could pay to close it like a casket
    Baby boy can left his headache head
    Isn't it tragic?
    
    Case open, case shut
    That you could be the cause of that casket
    Baby boy can left his head and he cares
    Isn't it tragic?

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    Written by: ANDREW HURLEY, ANDREW JOHN HURLEY, JOSEPH TROHMAN, JOSEPH MARK TROHMAN, PATRICK STUMP, PATRICK MARTIN STUMP, PETER WENTZ, PETER LEWIS WENTZ

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