You got to be crazy, you have a real need You sleep on your toes and when you're on the streets You gotta be able to pick out the easy With eyes closed Then moving in silently, wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the is right without thinking
And a while, you can work on points for style Like the tie and the firm handshake A look in the eye, an easy smile You have to be trusted by the that you lie to So that 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 up, fly down south Hide head in the sand Just another sad old man, all and dying of cancer
And when you lose you'll reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to And it's too late to lose the You used to need to around So have a good drown as you go all alone Dragged down by the
I gotta admit that I'm a little bit Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm being used Gotta stay awake try and shake off This creeping If I don't stand my own How can I find my way out of this
Deaf, dumb and blind, you just on pretending That everyone's expendable and no one has a real And it to you the thing to do Would be to isolate the And done under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a
Who was born in a house of pain? Who was not to spit in the fan? Who was told to do by the man? Who was by trained personnel? Who was with collar and chain? Who was a pat on the back?
Who was breaking from the pack? Who was only a stranger at Who was ground in the end? Who was dead on the phone? Who was dragged by the stone? Who was dragged by the stone?