Frankly, Mr. Shankly, this position I've held. It pays my way, and it corrodes my soul. I want to leave, you will not miss me. I want to go down in musical history.
Close your lips. We shouldn't speak of this. I'm not the first person to know. It's only me out in the cold. . Let me feel joy, I really need it. Rush in my blood, I want to feel it.
There's not a hope. While you're in this kind of mood. Too much to drink. But not enough to lose. . You tore me apart. Now I've got to suffer. I wish I'd been around.
Can we meet on the street maybe tomorrow. See the world at our feet, naked and hollow. I'll even climb crystal and fine for you to see. With every step that I take, every move that you make.
Every time I watch TV on the news is something major. I'm a prisoner, set me free turn this atoll into vapour. Genocide put on the side it's always new.
Have you ever been a victim in a violent fight. When you know it's not true and you know it's not right. Got not one ounce, inch of control. You got lust for blood runnin' in your soul.