Back in my schooldays, acting the fool days
One and one and one is three
And the man said, "Hey, come and cut yourself a piece of the big time"
Armor-clad forces, riding Trojan horses
Never made sense to me
I didn`t want to be a part of the great debate on moonshine
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"Stop, pay the price," they said to me
"Take this advice, you`re out of your head"
I said, "Stop, hold the phone
This has to be cut to the bone
Too bad, I see red, I see red, I see red"
Sly man stumbles, twists and he tumbles
He always lands on his feet
And he sets his face towards the far horizon
Won`t you come this way? Can`t you go that way?
But his rhythm don`t miss a beat
`Cause he`s doing everything he can to keep surviving
"Stop, pay the price," they said to me
"Take this advice, you`re out of your head"
(Chorus)
So who wants a riot? People should be quiet
Don`t we give them good TV?
You can learn to love your lifetime of distraction
Nothing on the inside, nothing on the outside
All the way from A to Z
I can live without that kind of satisfaction
(Chorus four times)