Starting to feel better Bring on the weather I feel we're prepared for anything Boatloads of lightning Fire-fighting Electric cinema in the air We are the ones who are never afraid We need no rehearsal to dance We're well aware this may be our last chance So bring on the avalanche, bring on the avalanche Soon to be forgotten Old and running A box of bones buried underground Like numbers on a race car Rusted in the junkyard With weeds in the wheels that say "Superstar" We are the ones who are never afraid We need no rehearsal to dance We're well aware this may be our last chance So bring on the avalanche, bring on the avalanche We are the ones, it seems, everyone comes to To find a direction to go The over-and-under as our work is done here But we'll be the last ones to know Sat in a small town Lost in a big town And the in-between isn't anything TV's and traffic jams A slick traveling salesmen Says "What is disposable?" Everything We are the ones who are never afraid We need no rehearsal to dance We're well aware this may be our last chance So bring on the avalanche, bring on the avalanche Bring on the avalanche, bring on the avalanche