You got to be crazy, you gotta have a need You gotta sleep on your toes and when on the streets You gotta be able to pick out the easy With eyes closed moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike the moment is right without thinking
And a while, you can work on points for style Like the tie and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, an easy You have to be by the people that you lie to So that when they their backs on you You'll get the chance to put the in
You gotta keep one eye looking over shoulder You know it's going to get Harder, harder as you get And in the end you'll up, fly down south your head in the sand Just another sad old man, all alone and of cancer
And you lose control you'll reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood and turns to stone And it's too late to the weight You used to need to around So a good drown as you go down all alone Dragged by the stone
I gotta admit that I'm a little bit Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just used Gotta stay gotta try and shake off creeping malaise If I don't stand my own How can I find my way out of this
Deaf, dumb and blind, you keep on pretending everyone's expendable and no one has a real friend And it seems to you the to do be to isolate the winner And everything's under the sun And you at heart, everyone's a killer
Who was born in a house of pain? Who was trained not to spit in the Who was told what to do by the Who was by trained personnel? Who was with collar and chain? Who was given a pat on the
Who was breaking away the pack? Who was only a stranger at Who was down in the end? Who was found on the phone? Who was dragged by the stone? Who was dragged down by the