Stranded In a life in which your struggle for acceptance is a never-ending chore Upbraided For your actions, past and present and rewarded for ideas of the future's bright open door
The henchman is the human analogue Of the suffering multitudes Who like good dogs, sit and lick for their reward
So what good advice Have I got for you? To insure against your likely metamorphosis Into this reprobate?
Don't be a henchman Stand on your laurels Do what no one else does And praise the good of other men for good man's sake
And when everyone else in the world follows your lead Although a cold day in hell it will surely be That’s when the entire world shall live in harmonyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.