Grey Matter

Sometimes you think you know who people are
Then you meet 'em and they leave you hanging in the dark
Makes me wonder how I ever could have gotten far
Come on, take a ride on a falling star

You won't regret it, the places you'll go
Never forget it, it's a hell of a show
Turn around, click your heels if you wanna go home
Some come to the light, some run for the door

Let the chemical spill into your grey matter
The bomb went off and all the ashes are scattered
Just when you think that you can't get any sadder
Disaster comes so hang onto your ladder

You won't regret it, the places you'll go
Never forget it, it's a hell of a show
Turn around, click your heels if you wanna go home
Some come to the light, some run for the door

You won't catch me living in the past
No, I'm still looking for a greener kind of grass
Ain't gonna find it in a looking glass
So come on, you never know if this will be your last

You won't regret it, the places you'll go
Never forget it, it's a hell of a show
Turn around, click your heels if you wanna go home
Some come to the light, some run for the door

You won't regret it, the places you'll go
Never forget it, it's a hell of a show
Turn around, click your heels if you wanna go home
Some come to the light, some run for the door

You won't regret it, the places you'll go
Never forget it, it's a hell of a show
Turn around, click your heels if you wanna go
Some come to the light, some run for the door

You won't regret it (the places you'll go)
I'll never forget it (it's a hell of a show)
Turn around, click your heels if you wanna go
Some come to the light, some run for the door



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Patrick O'neil, Dennis Michael Ryan, Christopher Dale Ryan, John Joseph Iii
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