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 sing,

It sounds like they're screaming

Used to doubt it

But now I believe it

Month of may, everybody's in love

Then the city was hit from above

And just when I knew what I wanted to say

A violent wind blew the wires away

We were shocked in the suburbs

Now the kids are all standing with their arms folded tight

Kids are all standing with their arms folded tight

Well, 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 we're 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 the 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 lay 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