Other People`s Failure — текст песни (John Wesley Harding)

Maybe you`re insecure
Neck deep in life`s manure
Maybe your heart`s impure
Inured to all small compensations
Maybe you`re born to lose
Could be caught out or confused
Wearing the condemned man`s shoes
Worn out, beyond a warning
There might be one million ills that ail ya
But why do you take pleasure in other people`s failure?


Each day since time began
You`ll meet a modest man
Who says he understands
Your plans, your dreams, your schemes, your feelings
But rather you than me
That`s his mentality
He`s a slave to gravity
And he watches laughing as you fall down
He doesn`t even have to nail ya
That`s why he takes pleasure in other people`s failure


It is a rule of thumb
Inside the coliseum
That when the time will come
We`d rather see the losers slaughtered
And no-one can resist
This vicarious kiss
It is our greatest bliss
The twist that gives success its flavour
A psychopathic psychedelia....
That`s why we take pleasure in other people`s failure