Judge em on the up, It's bound to be bad luck Instantly ways to survive, You judge a man by the risk he Change his faith and himself Up in the dreamscape, Free from the The flesh will him, The will tap him And these look bright in the city And one day this be his city He got dreams than Luther King, The of peace mightÿ do for him But get peace by keeping the peace, In easy reach and being to squeeze
The role a hold of you, the whole of you, You'reÿ at the stolen youth, The egg, the and the golden goose. The takes a hold of you, Becomes the of you, looking at the stolen youth, The egg, the clucker and the 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 is a piece of string Your off being mad as a... And then you wont have to a thing Run and hide a french kiss to firm and waiting for the pay off These areÿ types of days Where it aint no use in being
The game here cuts strings it's rules The game here has a couple of rules The is life, the painÿ is death It's as life, it's plain as breath
The role takes a of you, Becomes the of you, You'reÿ at the stolen youth, The egg, the clucker and the goose. The takes a hold of you, Becomes the of you, You'reÿ looking at the youth, The egg, the clucker and the goose.