Chitter chatter in the mornin' Static in the afternoon The radio is on and hummin' An apocalyptic tune I can see the fires burning Over off the western slope At least somebody's out there trying Squawking on a megaphone And if you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself Save somebody, save somebody else ♪ The masquerade is finally over Now you're down to one last chance What's the use in taking cover? Grab a hand for one last dance A hand for one last dance And if you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself Save somebody, save somebody else Stars, they shine on their own Stars, they shine even when they're gone ♪ And if you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself Save somebody, save somebody else And if you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself If you want to save yourself Save somebody, save somebody else