| Song | Screaming Through December |
| Artist | Daryl Hall & John Oates |
| Album | War Babies |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What a crew we made up there was faustus | |
| Burnt out from playing too many bars, on a jersey shore | |
| And sammy, almost bald from ironing her hair too much | |
| Back in '64 | |
| And me and phazon out of phase, of least my temporary | |
| Name for the day | |
| Oh, blown away and screaming | |
| All blown away and screaming | |
| All blown away and screaming thru' december | |
| We crossed state lines we were burning | |
| Although the cold could freeze your hand, to the steel | |
| Of the wheel | |
| Miami, just a cold hearted word | |
| From a warm smiling man on a sign in a field | |
| We laughed just o take up some time my (hmmm) job | |
| Was staring to dry, and we went screaming thru' december | |
| "quasar, quasar", where the first words i heard from faustas | |
| All day | |
| And giggling he apologized and then returned to flicking | |
| His blade | |
| I sighed bleary-eyed, and tried to remember the way, as we | |
| Went screaming | |
| A year does go by what a difference, twelve months can make when you're living a | |
| Hundred years in one | |
| And sammy, she went home and now she's living in a room with | |
| A gun | |
| Faustas ate glass for an appetizer, and bled all over his synthesizer | |
| As he went screaming | |
| As he went screaming | |
| As he went screaming thru' december |
| What a crew we made up there was faustus | |
| Burnt out from playing too many bars, on a jersey shore | |
| And sammy, almost bald from ironing her hair too much | |
| Back in ' 64 | |
| And me and phazon out of phase, of least my temporary | |
| Name for the day | |
| Oh, blown away and screaming | |
| All blown away and screaming | |
| All blown away and screaming thru' december | |
| We crossed state lines we were burning | |
| Although the cold could freeze your hand, to the steel | |
| Of the wheel | |
| Miami, just a cold hearted word | |
| From a warm smiling man on a sign in a field | |
| We laughed just o take up some time my hmmm job | |
| Was staring to dry, and we went screaming thru' december | |
| " quasar, quasar", where the first words i heard from faustas | |
| All day | |
| And giggling he apologized and then returned to flicking | |
| His blade | |
| I sighed blearyeyed, and tried to remember the way, as we | |
| Went screaming | |
| A year does go by what a difference, twelve months can make when you' re living a | |
| Hundred years in one | |
| And sammy, she went home and now she' s living in a room with | |
| A gun | |
| Faustas ate glass for an appetizer, and bled all over his synthesizer | |
| As he went screaming | |
| As he went screaming | |
| As he went screaming thru' december |
| What a crew we made up there was faustus | |
| Burnt out from playing too many bars, on a jersey shore | |
| And sammy, almost bald from ironing her hair too much | |
| Back in ' 64 | |
| And me and phazon out of phase, of least my temporary | |
| Name for the day | |
| Oh, blown away and screaming | |
| All blown away and screaming | |
| All blown away and screaming thru' december | |
| We crossed state lines we were burning | |
| Although the cold could freeze your hand, to the steel | |
| Of the wheel | |
| Miami, just a cold hearted word | |
| From a warm smiling man on a sign in a field | |
| We laughed just o take up some time my hmmm job | |
| Was staring to dry, and we went screaming thru' december | |
| " quasar, quasar", where the first words i heard from faustas | |
| All day | |
| And giggling he apologized and then returned to flicking | |
| His blade | |
| I sighed blearyeyed, and tried to remember the way, as we | |
| Went screaming | |
| A year does go by what a difference, twelve months can make when you' re living a | |
| Hundred years in one | |
| And sammy, she went home and now she' s living in a room with | |
| A gun | |
| Faustas ate glass for an appetizer, and bled all over his synthesizer | |
| As he went screaming | |
| As he went screaming | |
| As he went screaming thru' december |