Lyrics

I searched the universe just looking for
What I could never find
Down to the ends of the earth for what's it's worth
What a waste of time
They say that bad luck and disaster
Seems to come along in threes
But I would never stick around
If someone told me there's be days like these

The same thing happens every year
And they call it tradition
For me to believe in you
Is a work of science fiction

Do you remember when we really thought that
Things would work out fine
Then there was 78 and 86
And even 99
And how when we were young we thought the world
And things would turn out right
But then we watched them steal away our dreams
Each and every night

The same thing happens every year
And they call it tradition
For me to believe in you
Is a work of science fiction

And now its perfectly clear
Its laid before your very eyes
Now that it's perfectly clear
It's laid before your very eyes, your very eyes, very eyes

I searched the universe just looking for
What I could never find
Down to the ends of the earth for what it's worth
What a waste of time
Can believe that this has taken us an entire century
You fight the good fight and then it becomes your identity

The same thing happens every year
And they call it tradition
For me to believe in you
Is a work of science fiction
The same thing happens every year
And they call it tradition
For me to believe in you
Is a work of science fiction