The Juggernauts

This is one of my favorite songs by them from Phoenix... I believe it is just another lost generation song, and great high school we don't give a shit song and we will make this our world when our chance come.

Also I believe the the lyric is "to right the end" not "to fight the end"

Also woo first post :D

Here are the correct lyrics from the booklet

Watching anvils falling all around And they break our bones when they hit the ground The siren screams without a sound So we numb ourselves with drink and drown Got to clock in, bar code and name Zeros and ones compose the game And the roof's on fire but stops the rain So clench your fist enjoy the pain Think back to the ways of yesterdays The "I" in team raised renegades In punk rock clubs and razorblades Where throwaway kids scream serenades

We lost control again We lost control again We lost control Gotta find a way to make amends, Rewrite the end , Take back what time has stole

We are the angry The innocent We are the hungry The discontent We are the marquee The one percent We are the bourgeoisie of arguments

Dropping down a well that time forgot With scars that show that we care a lot In the sky we dreamt like a juggernaut Of the things we'd do and what we sought but One by one we fall the same How much to lose, not much to gain So have your hope hop another train and Bleach yourslef but the stain remains Think back to the ways of yesterdays When we never even had to get paid to play Had a backpack filled with things to say But the words have all been thrown away

We lost control again We lost control again We lost control Gotta find a way to make amends, Rewrite the end, Take back what time has stole

We are the angry The innocent We are the hungry The discontent We are the marquee The one percent We are the bourgeoisie of arguments

We won't wait We're the lost but we're found We can't wait Alarms are calling We won't wait We're not the fallen The underground, you won't recognize us now

We are the angry The innocent We are the hungry The discontent We are the marquee The one percent We are the bourgeoisie of arguments

We lost control again We lost control again We lost control Got a lost hope requiem And we're wreckin' 'em There's no use settling

So when will all the waiting end? If we don't pretend like a shot gun awakening To blow off the pinned-down limb, Shed your skin cause they is shuddering

So tie off the bleeding end and start again The streets are barreling With no reason to reinvent our discontent The sound grows deafening

We want control again We want control again We want control Gotta find a way to make amends, Rewrite the end, Take back what time has stole

We are the angry The innocent We are the hungry The discontent We are the marquee The one percent We are the bourgeoisie of arguments

We won't wait We're the lost but we're found We can't wait Alarms are calling We won't wait We're not the fallen The underground, you won't recognize us now

We are the angry The innocent We are the hungry The discontent We are the marquee The one percent We are the bourgeoisie of arguments

We want control again We want control again We want control The underground, you won't recognize us now

We want control again We want control again We want control The underground, you won't recognize us now

best song on phoenix? i think so :)

I don't get what they mean by "we are the marquee". What is that?