text: Well Papa go to bed now its getting late
  Nothing we can say is gonna change anything now
  Ill be leaving in the morning from St. Marys Gate
  We wouldnt change this thing even if we could somehow
  `Cause the darkness of this house has got the best of us
  Theres a darkness in this town thats got us too
  But they cant touch me now and you cant touch me now
  They aint gonna do to me what I watched them do to you
  So say goodbye its Independence Day
  Its Independence Day all down the line
  Just say goodbye its Independence Day
  Its Independence Day this time
  Now I dont know what it always was with us
  We chose the words and yeah we drew the lines
  There was just no way this house could hold the two of us
  I guess that we were just too much of the same kind
  Well say goodbye its Independence Day
  All boys must run away come Independence Day
  So say goodbye its Independence Day
  All men must make their way come Independence Day
  Now the rooms are all empty down at Frankies joint
  And the highway shes deserted down to Breakers Point
  Theres a lot of people leaving town now
  Leaving their friends their homes
  At night they walk that dark and dusty highway all alone
  Well Papa go to bed now its getting late
  Nothing we can say can change anything now
  Because theres just different people coming down here now
  And they see things in different ways
  And soon everything weve known will just be swept away
  So say goodbye its Independence Day
  Papa now I know the things you wanted that you could not say
  But wont you just say goodbye its Independence Day
  I swear I never meant to take those things away