Story Behind The Song
My daughter told me of an imaginary place where everything was clean, and in order. It would be perfect. I thought that would be a great idea for a song...
Song Description
If everything is perfect, and all your dreams come true without trying, and every one wins who plays the game, what is the point of being?
| Song Length |
3:34 |
Genre |
Rock - Modern, Pop - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Disturbed, Still |
Subject |
Conformity, General |
| Similar Artists |
Pink Floyd |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Everything's perfect in Perfectville
No need to change when you are perfect
Sky is so blue, the air is still
Living the dream when dreams are all the same
Everyone wins who plays the game
So pull your trigger to the bone
No one calls, no one's home
And you know there's something wrong in Perfectville
pull your trigger to the bone
No one calls, no one's home
And you know there's something wrong in Perfectville
Nothing too hard in Perfectville
Never too hot and never too cold
No one is old as time stands still
For sorrow we can't feel
Everything bad is real, no more
So pull your trigger to the bone
No one calls, no one's home
And you know there's something wrong in Perfectville
pull your trigger to the bone
No one calls, no one's home
And you know there's something wrong in Perfectville
Everything's perfect in Perfectville
Nothing is new and nothing's broken
Life full of sunbeams and bitter pills
Cannot recall the last time raindrops fell
Into the wishing well, we breathe
So pull your trigger to the bone
No one calls, no one's home
And you know there's something wrong in Perfectville
pull your trigger to the bone
Burn your bridges all alone
And you know there's something wrong in Perfectville