|
You can be a better man |
|
and even smile sometime |
|
'cause when you're angry you get tough |
|
you can hurt and beat deep inside |
|
and I can't forget that night |
|
you were baying... frothing |
|
and I couldn't breath |
|
You, you say, you'd been lost in your way |
|
and you got no preach |
|
to tell you where you're staying |
|
on your knees do you try to get in touch |
|
with your God |
|
oro are you trolloping around ? |
|
What you're gonna do ... |
|
What you're gonna do ! |
|
"I got no fears" I heard you telling me |
|
weeny weedy and weaky man over here |
|
with your shady chin, |
|
are you the macho myth ? |
|
I'm not falling under your spell man ! |
|
What you're gonna do... |
|
What you're gonna do ! |
|
You're flesh, blood an faith |
|
it's all I can say |
|
you can be a better man for all |
|
You, you say, you wanna be the best |
|
but you don't know |
|
what's going on in your head ! |
|
with your shady chin |
|
you wanna seize the day |
|
but you don't get it |
|
and try to make it your way |
|
What you're gonna do ... |
|
What you're gonna do ! |
|
"I got not sins" I heard you telling me |
|
weeny weedy and weaky man over here |
|
have another powder puff |
|
for your dirty tan |
|
I don't like your theatrical charm man ! |
|
What you're gonna do... |
|
What you're gonna do ! |
|
You're flesh... |
|
There's no way |
|
flesh, blood and faith |
|
You, you say you'd been lost in your way |
|
and you got to preach |
|
to tell you where you're staying |
|
on your knees do you try to get in touch |
|
with your God |
|
or are you trolloping around... |
|
What you're gonna do... |
|
What you're gonna do ! |
|
You're flesh... |
