You got to be crazy, you have a real need You gotta on your toes and when you're on the streets You be able to pick out the easy meat With your closed moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right thinking
And after a while, you can on points for style the club tie and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, an 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 going to get harder 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 alone and dying of
And you lose 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 to need to throw around So have a good as you go down all alone down by the stone
I gotta admit I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake try and shake off creeping malaise If I don't my own ground How can I find my way out of maze?
Deaf, and blind, you just keep on pretending That expendable and no one has a real friend And it to you the thing to do be to isolate the winner And everything's done the sun And you believe at heart, a killer
Who was born in a full of pain? Who was trained not to in the fan? Who was told what to do by the Who was broken by trained 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 down by the Who was dragged down by the