Well, I'm swearing to God.
Yeah, I'm so nervous.
I cannot feel anything,
Save the tips of my fingers.
Whenever comes.
Just might not be the moment.
Raise the roof, yeah, let's get out of this,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
My friends.
Pay attention, y'all...
To the signs.
Pay attention to the questions.
Let the energy rise to the moment.
Yeah, that look in your eyes, no description,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
My friends.
Just a little bit farther...
Writer: TOBACK, JEREMY DAVID/GOSSARD, STONE C/SMITH, SHAWN
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Yeah, I'm so nervous.
I cannot feel anything,
Save the tips of my fingers.
Whenever comes.
Just might not be the moment.
Raise the roof, yeah, let's get out of this,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
My friends.
Pay attention, y'all...
To the signs.
Pay attention to the questions.
Let the energy rise to the moment.
Yeah, that look in your eyes, no description,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
20th Century,
My friends.
My friends.
Just a little bit farther...
Writer: TOBACK, JEREMY DAVID/GOSSARD, STONE C/SMITH, SHAWN
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
