Riot Lyrics
Make way we come on
Make way for reason
Make way we come on
Make way we’re leaving
(Woo, woo!)
We’re entering the age of reason
(Woo, woo!)
Never better time for leaving
(Woo, woo!)
When you get a sign believe it
(Woo, woo!)
A never better time to leave it
Why not just finally get an instrument not used for evil
Fate is a timеly death with meaning from the wеbs we weave
I look and think a bit on what and where and how the wind blows
It is a fickle thing
Can set us back or push us forward
I raise my head and sing on each and every single morning
And when the chorus sings the song is heard for miles around
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot!
Make way for reason
Make way we come on
Make way we’re leaving
(Woo, woo!)
We’re entering the age of reason
(Woo, woo!)
Never better time for leaving
(Woo, woo!)
When you get a sign believe it
(Woo, woo!)
A never better time to leave it
Why not just finally get an instrument not used for evil
Fate is a timеly death with meaning from the wеbs we weave
I look and think a bit on what and where and how the wind blows
It is a fickle thing
Can set us back or push us forward
I raise my head and sing on each and every single morning
And when the chorus sings the song is heard for miles around
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot!
When the moment come
I feel it
When the moment’s here
I hope you’ll feel it too
Make way we come on
Make way for reason
Make way we come on
Make way we’re leaving
(Woo, woo!)
We’re entering the age of reason
(Woo, woo!)
Never better time for leaving
(Woo, woo!)
When you get a sign believe it
(Woo, woo!)
A never better time to leave it
Why not just finally get an instrument not used for evil
Fate is a timely death with meaning from the webs we weave
I look and think a bit on what and where and how the wind blows
It is a fickle thing
Can set us back or push us forward
I raise my head and sing on each and every single morning
And when the chorus sings the song is heard for miles around
I feel it
When the moment’s here
I hope you’ll feel it too
Make way we come on
Make way for reason
Make way we come on
Make way we’re leaving
(Woo, woo!)
We’re entering the age of reason
(Woo, woo!)
Never better time for leaving
(Woo, woo!)
When you get a sign believe it
(Woo, woo!)
A never better time to leave it
Why not just finally get an instrument not used for evil
Fate is a timely death with meaning from the webs we weave
I look and think a bit on what and where and how the wind blows
It is a fickle thing
Can set us back or push us forward
I raise my head and sing on each and every single morning
And when the chorus sings the song is heard for miles around
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot!
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot!
When the moment come
I feel it
When the moment’s here
I hope you’ll feel it too
When the moment come…
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot!
Riot, Riot, Riot, Riot!
When the moment come
I feel it
When the moment’s here
I hope you’ll feel it too
When the moment come…
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