Tekster: The Kicks. No Easy Way Out.

In this dire state of rock and roll
We are forced to reap what we have sown
When the music fades and all has grown cold
There is nothing left in the radio

There is no easy way out
Wea??re just one in the crowd
Therea??s no easy way out, she said
There is a fire in you
I think therea??s one in me too

In this golden age of politics
We are forced to now take our pick
Between the liars climbing up the gates
Headed for the great debate


Therea??s no easy way out
We are just one in the crowd
Therea??s no easy way out, she said
There is a fire in you
I think therea??s one in me too

Therea??s no easy way out
Wea??re just one in the crowd
Therea??s no easy way out, she said
There is a hole in the room
There is a war push through
But there is a fire in you
I think there is one in me too