One night to make it up, one night to break it up   One thing that takes me away, one reason to make it okay   I like the things of old, like a night on sixties soul   One night to make it up, one reason is never enough      There's a way to live and there's a way of dying   One thing that I can't stand, another jealous big hair band   One thing that I hate most your hurting the ones close   Oh no, don't like the way you look, don't want to read your book      Spat in the hand I shook, don't want your new hook   There's a way to live and there's a way of dying out   Contradiction is my name when I fall down and I get up   It both feels the same when you play their game   It all feels the same the time for choosing's   Now, what will you do?