One two three four!

Gonna make a record in the month of May

In the month of May, in the month of May
Gonna make a record in the month of May
When the violent wind blows the wires away


Month of May, it's a violent thing
In the city their hearts start to sing

Well, some people singing sounds like screaming
Used to doubt it but now I believe it


Month of May, everybody sing love
In the city, watch it from above
And just when I knew what I wanted to say

The violent wind blew the wires away

(We were shocked in the suburbs)


Now the kids are all standing with their arms folded tight
The kids are all standing with their arms folded tight

Now, some things are pure and some things are right
But the kids are still standing with their arms folded tight
I said some things are pure and some things are right

But the kids are still standing with their arms folded tight

So young, so young

So much pain for someone so young, well
I know it's heavy, I know it ain't light
But how you gonna lift it with your arms folded tight?


First the built the road, then they built the town
That's why I'm still driving around

And around and around and around and around and around
And around and around and around


Two-thousand nine, two-thousand ten
Wanna make a record how I felt then
When we stood outside in the month of May

And watched a violent wind blow the wires away

If I die in the month of May

Let the wind take my body away, yeah
I wish I may, I wish I might
Don't leave me down there with my arms folded tight


Start again in the month of May
Start again in the month of May

Come on and blow the wires away
Come on and blow the wires away


Start again in the month of May
Start again in the month of May
Come on and blow the wires away

Come on and blow the wires away

Start again in the month of May

Start again in the month of May
Come on and blow the wires away
Come on and blow the wires, the wires away