They're looking right at you, from the posters in your room They're the song that you sing, when you don't believe a thing They're the hope, they're the prayer, when no one else is there A little dreamer in the glow of the receiver, every song he played was alright Blew out the speakers, dancing in his sneakers, every move he made was alright Swinging on a beam of light, catch a star before it dies What a perfect night to fly away Goodbye to Vegas, there was nothing left to save us, so we drove away, it's alright Jumped in the Sprinter, touring through the winter, every show we played was alright Singing out our life on stage, high enough to feel no pain What a perfect day to fly away Well, I don't really know what I know, but I'll show you everything that I could show you tonight And I don't know where we're going but it's going alright, it's alright, it's alright Well, I don't really know what I know, but I'll show you everything that I could show you tonight And I don't know where we're going but it's going alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright God kill Park and roll, God kill Park and roll No blood on the stage, no blood on the page, kiss among his mind God kill Park and roll, God kill Park and roll No fist through the glass, no backstage pass Cause God kill Park, God kill Park and roll God kill Park, God kill Park and roll God kill Park and roll Your body on the glasses and your plastic glasses, kiss among his mind God kill Park and roll, God kill Park and roll Your leather slacks and your high-five stacks Cause God kill Park, God kill Park and roll They're looking right at you from the posters in your room They're the song that you sing when you do believe a thing They're the hope, they're the prayer when no one else is there They rock your town, they rock your town God kill Park and roll On the bus after the show Staring down a lonely road Everybody needs a place to go