You got to be crazy, you have a real need You gotta on your toes and when you're on the streets You be able to pick out the easy meat With your eyes moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta when the moment is right without thinking
And after a while, you can work on for style Like the club tie and the handshake A look in the eye, an easy smile You have to be trusted by the people you lie to So that when they turn their on you You'll get the to put the knife in
You gotta one eye looking over your shoulder You it's going to get harder Harder, as you get older And in the end you'll pack up, fly south your head in the sand Just another sad old man, all alone and 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 it's too late to lose the You to need to throw around So have a good drown as you go all alone down by the stone
I gotta admit I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being Gotta awake gotta try and shake off This malaise If I don't my own ground How can I find my way out of this
Deaf, dumb and blind, you just on pretending That everyone's expendable and no one has a friend And it to you the thing to do Would be to isolate the And everything's under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a
Who was born in a house full of Who was trained not to in the fan? Who was told what to do by the Who was by trained personnel? Who was with collar and chain? Who was a pat on the back?
Who was breaking away from the Who was only a stranger at Who was ground down in the Who was found on the phone? Who was dragged by the stone? Who was dragged down by the