Black hole, paradise found somthing so dark and something so bright Blue skies over our head Why the hell is everything turning out gray?
All things are not what they seem The man behind the curtain is probably mean
Deep six keeps the population down Broke and soaking wet, floating around Keep your head down, keep your voice down Ohh listen to the sound All the races, all the faces Just might find a winner lying on the ground
Learn to take it, meditate it Can't fake it now From the cradle you've been labeled About as stable as a drunk on shaky ground
Blind luck stumbling into a tree Would've passed by if I could have seen Got no cares I never felt pressed I wonder what they're getting for a pound of flesh? Hunker down now throwing a shoe Dogs new tricks Something they can't use
Deep six keeps the population down Broke and soaking wet, floating around Keep your head down keep your voice down Ohh listen to the sound All the faces, you can't shake 'em now now Just might find a winner lying on the ground
Learn to take it, try to shake it All the faces, you can't shake 'em now now From the cradle you've been labeled About as stable as a drunk on shaky groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
