Save Somebody Else - Andrew Combs

Chitter chatter in the mornin'

Static in the afternoon

The radio is on and hummin'

An apocalyptic tune

I can see the fires burning

Over off the western slope

At least somebody’s out there trying

Squawking on a megaphone

And if you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

Save somebody, save somebody else

The masquerade is finally over

Now you’re down to one last chance

What’s the use in taking cover?

Grab a hand for one last dance, a hand for one last dance

And if you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

Save somebody, save somebody else

Stars, they shine on their own

Stars, they shine even when they’re gone

And if you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

Save somebody, save somebody else

And if you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

If you want to save yourself

Save somebody, save somebody else