You got to be crazy, you gotta a real need You gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the You gotta be to pick out the easy meat your eyes closed Then moving in silently, wind and out of sight You strike when the moment is right without thinking
And after a while, you can on points for style Like the club tie and the handshake A certain look in the eye, an easy You have to be by the people that you lie to So when they turn their backs on you get the chance to put the knife in
You gotta keep one eye over your shoulder You know it's going to get Harder, harder as you get And in the end you'll pack up, fly south Hide head in the sand Just sad old man, all alone and dying of cancer
And when you control you'll reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to And it's too to lose the weight You used to need to around So have a good as you go down all alone Dragged by the stone
I gotta admit that I'm a little bit Sometimes it to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake try and shake off This malaise If I stand my own ground How can I find my way out of maze?
Deaf, dumb and blind, you just on pretending That expendable and no one has a real friend And it seems to you the to do Would be to the winner And everything's under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a
Who was born in a full of pain? Who was trained not to in the fan? Who was what to do by the man? Who was by trained personnel? Who was fitted collar and chain? Who was a pat on the back?
Who was breaking away the pack? Who was only a stranger at Who was ground in the end? Who was found dead on the Who was down by the stone? Who was dragged down by the