Oh Yeah!

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (yeah!)
 'Kay, I got it
 I'm in a crowd full of angels and demons
 I'm looking out for the jingoes and heathens
 Nobody move, and nobody gonna get hurt
 Reach for the sky with your face in the dirt
 Everybody is a star (star)
 Got my money, and I'm feeling kinda low (feeling kinda low)
 Everybody got a scar (scar)
 Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope?
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody, e-everybody)
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
 I got blood on my hands in my pockets
 That's what you get turning bullets into rockets
 I am a kid of a bad education
 The shooting star of a lowered expectation
 Everybody is a star (star)
 Got my money, and I'm feeling kinda low (feeling kinda low)
 Everybody got a scar (scar)
 Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope?
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody, e-everybody)
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
 I'm just a face in the crowd of spectators
 To the sound of the voice of a traitor
 Dirty looks, and I'm looking for a payback
 Burning books in a bulletproof backpack
 Everybody is a star (star)
 Got my money, and I'm feeling kinda low (feeling kinda low)
 Everybody got a scar (scar)
 Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope?
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody, e-everybody)
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody is a star)
 Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody is a star)