Action Jackson Songtext
von Nick Barker

Lifted up, like a handful of sand
You pick it up, you watch it dribble out
So you lay down and get a tan
You′re a proven fake, like an Action Jackson
With your 400 outfits
But you're still the same stupid, cold plastic man underneath
And so you walk on down the road
Past everything you stood for
And everyone you know
Can wait till hell freezes over
Let them wait till hell freezes over
You get tangled up in your own web
It trips you up, but you laugh and you drink
And you tell your friends about it
But I don′t have to say it, 'cos you already know
I watch you wring your hands
But it ought to be your neck
But what the hell on with the show
And so you walk on down the road
Past all the things you stood for


And everyone you know
Who never really gave a damn
You walk on down the road
Past all the things you lived for
And everyone you know
Can wait till hell freezes over
Let them wait till hell freezes over
Then your crazy heart takes a dive
It won't go easy
It′s gonna kick and scratch and scream
And take another life and they′re all the same
You're like those English houses in the picture frames
You wonder why you felt so different to begin with
You wonder why
So you walk on down the road
Past all the things you lived for
And everyone you know
Who never really gave a damn
You walk on down the road
Past everything you stood for
And everyone you know
Who never really gave a damn
You walk on down the road
Come on and walk on down the road
And everyone you know
Who never really gave a damn
Walk on down the road
Walk on down the road
And everyone you know
Can wait till hell freezes over
Let them wait till hell freezes over