Album: Anthem (2003)

Best Wishes To Your Black Lung

By this time tomorrow,
You'll be out on the streets of Chicago.
walking all the way home,
From commuter trains.

By this time tomorrow,
You'll be back at home in Chicago.
At the bars until they close,
Back at places that you've known,
And, It's gonna be skylines and rooftops.
And it's gonna be crowded tourist stops.

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung.

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung.

By this time tomorrow,
You'll be walking home through Chicago.
Past the nine to five crowds and underneath
Those unused fire escapes.

By this time tomorrow,
You'll be at the bars in Chicago,
Back with people that you know,
Going to places you used to go.

And, It's gonna be skylines and rooftops.
And it's gonna be crowded tourist stops.

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung.

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung.

So when you're leaving a party just to beat the crowd,
Just make sure that you're the first one out...

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung...

Your black lung...
Your black lung...
Your black lung...

And, It's gonna be skylines and rooftops.
And it's gonna be crowded tourist stops.

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung.

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung.

So when you're leaving a party just to beat the crowd,
Just make sure that you're the first one out...

So it's goodbye,
To your band new life.
So it's good luck,
Best wishes to your black lung...

Your black lung...
Your black lung...
Your black lung...