The Extra Songtext / Lyric

The Extra Songtext
I try everyday
to think of something deep to say
'cause I would like to find the words
that deserve to be heard Sounds like words are out of style
silence beckons down the murder mile
I'll keep on talking to the hand
in a language I don't understand If I am an extra in the film of my own life
then who the hell is the director
if I am an extra in the film of my own life
will someone please turn of the camera

And...
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live

Show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live

I try every night
not to argue
not to fuss and fight
but there's a riot in my head
streets are bleeding and democracy's dead
let's fight until the end of days
let's destroy and let's devastate
we keep on talking to the hand
in a language we don't understand

If I am an extra in the film of my own life
then who the hell is the director
if I am an extra in the film of my own life
will someone please turn of the camera

And...
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live

Show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live

Show me how to live
(If I am an extra in the film of my own life)
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live

Show me how to live
(If I am an extra in the film of my own life)
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live
show me how to live

I try everyday
to think of something deep to say