The morning paper said the man was shot on the night. The television news and radio went so crazy.
But I could not understand at all, 'cause the man they shot used to be called just a bum, a good for nothing man of town.
And then they buried him with all the pomp of a knight. Just like a movie when the bad guy turns out so right.
So I laughed it off, and turned the page: and everyone was in a rage. That was long ago: it's much the same right now.
It's just a matter of time before it changes. No matter where, you can find it in the pages. The blind are leading the blind; have been for ages. It's like an underground fire that always blazes.
Boys, boys, boys in the city. Boys, boys, boys in the city. In the past they had their swords and horses. And today, it's guns and cars and power. Don't you gamble with their luck and forces. If you mess with the underground "boys." They wont leave you alone.
I knew a man who needed cash, he took out a loan. He couldn't pay it back, they took his car and his home.
In Japan and in America, in Brazil, France, England, Africa; there's a fire of greed that burns out the good in man.
It's just a matter of time before it changes. No matter where, you can find it in the pages. The blind are leading the blind; have been for ages. It's like an underground fire that always blazes.
Boys, boys, boys in the city. Boys, boys, boys in the city. In the past they had their swords and horses. And today, it's guns and cars and power. Don't you gamble with their luck and forces. If you mess with the underground "boys." They wont leave you alone.
Boys, boys, boys in the city
It's just a matter of time before it changes. No matter where, you can find it in the pages. The blind are leading the blind; have been for ages. It's like an underground fire that always blazes.
