You got to be crazy, you gotta have a real You gotta sleep on your and when you're on the streets You gotta be able to pick out the easy With your closed Then moving in silently, wind and out of sight You gotta when the moment is right without thinking
And after a while, you can work on for style the club tie and the firm handshake A look in the eye, an easy smile You have to be by the people that you lie to So that when they turn backs on you You'll get the chance to put the in
You gotta keep one eye over your shoulder You know it's going to get Harder, as you get older And in the end you'll pack up, fly south Hide your head in the another sad old man, all alone and dying of cancer
And when you lose control reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad slows and turns to stone And it's too late to lose the You used to need to throw So have a good drown as you go down all down by the stone
I gotta that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being stay awake gotta try and shake off This creeping If I stand 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 Would be to the winner And done under the sun And you at heart, everyone's a killer
Who was in a house full of pain? Who was trained not to in the fan? Who was told to do by the man? Who was broken by trained Who was with collar and chain? Who was given a pat on the
Who was breaking from the pack? Who was only a at home? Who was ground down in the Who was dead on the phone? Who was dragged down by the Who was dragged down by the