You got to be crazy, you gotta have a need You gotta sleep on toes and when you're on the streets You gotta be to pick out the easy meat With your eyes Then moving in silently, wind and out of sight You gotta when the moment is right without thinking
And a while, you can work on points for style Like the club tie and the handshake A certain 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 looking your shoulder You know it's going to get Harder, harder as you get And in the end you'll pack up, fly south Hide your in the sand another sad old man, all alone and dying of cancer
And when you lose control you'll reap the harvest you have And as the grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to lose the You to need to throw around So have a good drown as you go all alone down by the stone
I gotta that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just used stay awake gotta try and shake off This malaise If I don't stand my own How can I find my way out of this
Deaf, dumb and blind, you just keep on That expendable and no one has a real friend And it to you the thing to do Would be to the winner And everything's under the sun And you believe at heart, a killer
Who was in a house full of pain? Who was trained not to spit in the Who was told what to do by the Who was broken by trained Who was fitted collar and chain? Who was a pat on the back?
Who was breaking away the pack? Who was a stranger at home? Who was ground down in the Who was found dead on the Who was down by the stone? Who was dragged down by the