You got to be crazy, you gotta a real need You gotta sleep on your toes and when on the streets You gotta be able to out the easy meat With eyes closed moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is without thinking
And a while, you can work on points for style the club tie and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, an smile You have to be by the people that you lie to So that when they turn backs on you You'll get the to put the knife in
You keep one eye looking over your shoulder You know going to get harder Harder, harder as you get And in the end you'll pack up, fly down Hide head in the sand Just another sad old man, all and dying of cancer
And when you lose control you'll the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood and turns to stone And too late to lose the weight You used to need to around So have a drown as you go down all alone Dragged down by the
I admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being Gotta stay awake try and shake off This creeping If I stand my own ground How can I find my way out of this
Deaf, dumb and blind, you keep on pretending everyone's expendable and no one has a real friend And it to you the thing to do Would be to the winner And everything's done the sun And you at heart, everyone's a killer
Who was in a house full of pain? Who was not to spit in the fan? Who was what to do by the man? Who was broken by personnel? Who was with collar and chain? Who was given a pat on the
Who was away from the pack? Who was only a stranger at Who was down in the end? Who was found on the phone? Who was dragged down by the Who was down by the stone?