Cold war, cold war, cold war

I'm tired of your psychology

To bring us to our bended knees

And if we could only talk to you

I'm sure that we could make you see

'Cause time has a way

Of bringing even bandmates down, down, down

Storm clouds are coming

I am bailing for some greener ground

I say I can be a big hit

Girls with Guns just can't miss

No matter what you say or do

I'm leaving 'cause of you

Ambition and, What If did not

Make me a star like when in Styx

So I started up Damn Yankees and

Made fun of Babe and sold back 'Styx'

But time has a way of bringing

Even waywards back, back, back

There's a storm cloud a-comin'

And it's me working behind your back

You talk talk and you get so intense

And you always make sense

And that's what scares me the most

You as the lead of this band that I love

I'll take it Denny

And give you a nice shove, it's a

Cold war-I want to lead Styx

And when you get really sick

It's going down, don't you know

Cold war-we'll wipe you off the site

And not pay you what's right 'cause it's mine!

So get ready for a

Cold war

Don't you look now

But the skinny boy is leading a band

You say that your standards are high

And that makes Styx so bright

And that you will not let us change it

Into something that ain't gonna last

You ought to reconsider

'Cause I'm coming fast with my

Cold war-I want to lead Styx

And when you get really sick

It's going down, don't you know

Cold war-we'll wipe you off the site

And not pay you what's right 'cause it's mine!

So get ready for a cold war

Looking for me? But I'll ignore every plea

And refuse contact cause it's a

Cold war-don't you look now

But the skinny boy is leading the band