Standing on the Edge of the Noise Beady Eye

Hold on tight, going out the station
Rolling around in anticipation
Said our goodbyes to everything
And we're dead

Your mother don't know what your father's missing
Your brother don't know 'cause he ain't been listening
Gotta design for killing time
And it's dead

Get you, you got me
I'm standing on the edge of the noise
Get me, I got you
I'm standing on the edge of the noise
Oh, yeah

So many people, so little time
So many reasons, So little rhyme
So let me look at you, some say I'll seek
Don't find

Get you, you got me
I'm standing on the edge of the noise
Get me, I got you
I'm standing on the edge of the noise
Oh, yeah