| Song | Midnight Regulations |
| Artist | Alexisonfire |
| Album | Old Crows / Young Cardinals |
| I find myself concerned | |
| For the common man, these days | |
| Evil are the minds | |
| That push the divide | |
| Forced to live a life | |
| In fear that his future is on the wane | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Burns his candle down | |
| Working to make ends meet | |
| Old hearts, we need to mend | |
| It抯 time to start again | |
| Fingers to the bone | |
| Ready to admit defeat | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight | |
| Brother! There is no charity | |
| For the common man | |
| When he is in need of relief | |
| And now he hanging on | |
| To his final stitch of faith | |
| So, here to all the years | |
| Of deaf ear fallen prayers | |
| Rich men behind closed doors | |
| Try to keep him in his place | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Oh, all you common men | |
| You need to fight for a new way | |
| But what can be done | |
| About the way things have become? | |
| Palace walls dismantled | |
| Brick by brick, you will have your day | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight | |
| Brother! There is no charity | |
| For the common man | |
| When he is in need of relief | |
| They say just hold onto your hope | |
| But you know if you swallow your pride | |
| You will choke | |
| Brother! There is no charity | |
| For the common man | |
| When he is in need of relief |
| I find myself concerned | |
| For the common man, these days | |
| Evil are the minds | |
| That push the divide | |
| Forced to live a life | |
| In fear that his future is on the wane | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Burns his candle down | |
| Working to make ends meet | |
| Old hearts, we need to mend | |
| It zhā time to start again | |
| Fingers to the bone | |
| Ready to admit defeat | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight | |
| Brother! There is no charity | |
| For the common man | |
| When he is in need of relief | |
| And now he hanging on | |
| To his final stitch of faith | |
| So, here to all the years | |
| Of deaf ear fallen prayers | |
| Rich men behind closed doors | |
| Try to keep him in his place | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Oh, all you common men | |
| You need to fight for a new way | |
| But what can be done | |
| About the way things have become? | |
| Palace walls dismantled | |
| Brick by brick, you will have your day | |
| Midnight regulations | |
| Midnight | |
| Brother! There is no charity | |
| For the common man | |
| When he is in need of relief | |
| They say just hold onto your hope | |
| But you know if you swallow your pride | |
| You will choke | |
| Brother! There is no charity | |
| For the common man | |
| When he is in need of relief |