When the sky falls When the roof leaks When all the friends you have leave When everything you know is wrong It’s right When the damage has been done And the music sounds like shit When every candlelight’s blown out When the nigh-time is your hideout And daylight keeps you awake When everything learned is wrong It’s right Liquid sunshine raining down from upstairs Might be heaven but who cares If it’s not for sale When you are karma’s bitch And misfortune is your friend When every pleasure has been spent When the gamble is a fluke And the years go down the drain When everything you learned is wrong It’s right Liquid sunshine raining down from upstairs Might be heaven but who cares If it’s not for sale When the sun has gone down When your heart’s cold and strung out When every lightbulb has fizzed out When the memories reduced to ashes Blow passed in a corkscrew typhoon When everything you learned is wrong It’s right Liquid sunshine raining down from upstairs Might be heaven but who cares When it’s not for sale