Judge em on the up, It's bound to be bad luck Instantly ways to survive, You a man by the risk he takes Change his faith and himself Up in the dreamscape, Free the trappings The flesh will him, The flesh tap him And these look bright in the city And one day this be his city He got more than Luther King, The pipes of peace do for him But some get by keeping the peace, In easy and being quick to squeeze
The takes a hold of you, Becomes the of you, You'reÿ at the stolen youth, The egg, the and the golden goose. The takes a hold of you, the whole of you, You'reÿ at the stolen youth, The egg, the and the golden goose.
Honour thieves is the talk of a fool The only protection is the of your tool Decent just stand by watching pure Disbelieving happy not him How does the madness last How long is a of string better off being mad as a... And then you wont have to face a Run and hide a french kiss to firm and waiting for the pay off These areÿ types of days it aint no use in being afraid
The game played cuts strings it's rules The game played here has a of rules The pain is life, the is death It's plain as life, plain as breath
The takes a hold of you, Becomes the of you, You'reÿ looking at the youth, The egg, the clucker and the goose. The role a hold of you, the whole of you, You'reÿ at the stolen youth, The egg, the clucker and the goose.