You got to be crazy, you gotta a real need You sleep on your toes and when you're on the streets You gotta be to pick out the easy meat With your closed Then in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is without thinking
And after a while, you can work on for style the club tie and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, an smile You to be trusted by the people that you lie to So that when they their backs on you get the chance to put the knife in
You keep one eye looking over your shoulder You it's going to get harder Harder, harder as you get And in the end you'll pack up, fly south Hide your 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 and turns to stone And it's too to lose the weight You used to to throw around So have a good as you go down all alone Dragged down by the
I admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake gotta try and off This creeping If I don't my own ground How can I find my way out of this
Deaf, dumb and blind, you just keep on That everyone's expendable and no one has a real And it to you the thing to do Would be to isolate the 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 what to do by the man? Who was broken by trained Who was fitted with and chain? Who was given a pat on the
Who was breaking away from the Who was only a stranger at Who was ground down in the Who was found on the phone? Who was down by the stone? Who was dragged down by the