Intro:
You gotta be crazy,
You gotta have a real need
Gotta sleep on your toes
And when you´re on the street
You gotta be able to pick out
The easy meat with your eyes closed
Then moving in silently downwind
And out of sight
You gotta strike when the moment
Is right without thinking
And after a while you can work
On points of style
Like the club tie and the firm handshake
А certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people
That you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You´ll get the chance to put the knife in
You´ve gotta keep one eye
Looking over your shoulder
You know it´s gonna get harder,
Harder and harder as you get older
And in the end you´ll pack up
And fly down south,
Hide your head in the sand
Just another sad old man,
All alone and dying of cancer
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And when you lose control
You´ll reap the harvest you have sown
And as the fear grows
The bad blood slows and turns to stone
And it´s too late to lose the weight
You used to need to throw around
So have a good drown as you go down all alone
Dragged down by the stone
Gotta admit that I´m a little bit confused
Sometimes it seems to me as if I´m just being used
Gotta stay awake, gotta try
And shake off this creeping malaise
If I don´t stand my own ground
How can I find my way out of the maze
Deaf, dumb and blind you just keep on pretending
That everyone´s expendable
And noone has a real friend
And it seems to you the thing to do
Would be to isolate the winner
And everything´s done under the sun
And you believe at heart everyone´s a killer
Who was born in a house full of pain
Who was trained not to spit in the fan
Who was told what to do by the man
Who was broken by trained personnel
Who was fitted with collar and chain
Who was given a pat on back
Who was breaking away from the pack
Who was only a stranger at home
Who was ground down in the end
Who was found dead on the phone
Who was dragged down by the stone
Who was dragged down by the stone