Crumble down the towers, Boil away the seas
Handed down so shameful, we built or own disease
Find another country, stop and stay a while
Pack up my belongings, ask for an exile
Na na na na na
Na na na na-ah-ah
Na na na na na,
Na na na na-ah-ah
Tell me, tell me all hope isn't lost
It's not lost
Tell me, tell me all hope isn't lost
It's not lost
We are strange and flying, against the wind undone
With what we left behind us, ghosts will have their fun
Na na na na na
Na na na na-ah-ah
Na na na na na
Na na na na-ah-ah
Welcome to the open road
Carrying an ancient load
We are called the Old Towne Saints
Welcome to the old town
Tell me, tell me all hope isn't lost
It's not lost
Tell me, tell me all hope isn't lost
It's not lost