They Provide the Paint for the Picture-Perfect Masterpiece That You Will Paint on the Insides of Your Eyelids Streetlight Manifesto

There is a man with no face and a name I don't remember
Lives in a house in the middle of the woods
And he said once, "Son, don't you laugh out loud
For they are listening, oh they are listening

Oh, you've got to be strong
Oh, you've got to keep holding on
Now it's just a matter of time."
(head for the hills, go!)

They provide the paint for the picture perfect masterpiece that you will
Paint on the insides of your eyelids
Can you possibly see anything you want to see?
No, hell no, there's nothing wrong with the way I see

And he wanted to be a soldier in the next great war
He wanted to kill and fight and maim but not be told what he was fighting for
That's the way it's going to have to be, my friend
That's the way it's going to have to be, my friend

I passed a man on the corner in the city yesterday
Singing 'Yada yada yada and tomorrow it'll end'
And I never thought I'd live to see another sunny day
But I'm here and I fear I'll be here until the end

So watch your mouth or you're going to make a grave mistake
Hold your tongue or you're going to catch a bullet in the head
Watch your mouth or you're going to make a grave mistake
Don't die for anything less than the best of life