Judge em on the up, It's to be your bad luck running ways to survive, You judge a man by the he takes Change his faith and himself Up in the dreamscape, Free the trappings The flesh trap him, The flesh tap him And these lights bright in the city And one day might be his city He got more dreams Luther King, The pipes of mightÿ do for him But some get peace by the peace, In easy reach and being quick to
The role takes a of you, the whole of you, You'reÿ at the stolen youth, The egg, the and the golden goose. The role takes a of you, Becomes the of you, You'reÿ looking at the 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 it's not him How long the madness last How is a piece of string Your better off 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 those of days Where it no use in being afraid
The game played here cuts strings it's The game played here has a of rules The pain is life, the is death It's plain as life, it's plain as
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 takes a of you, Becomes the of you, You'reÿ at the stolen youth, The egg, the clucker and the goose.