I see a man getting beaten It's the mob who's been kicking Behind the screen, blood is tricking and there's no one out there to save him That kid sitting on the corner Thinking about crossing the border His daddy hits when he's not sober and he just waits until it's over Old man has got something to hide Couldn't resist that social tide He took away so many lives in prison he just did what he was told Some people may call it filth all the while they're sleeping on a bed Once again it's another story of the weak and young and poor
I get down on my feet with a desperate heart Hit me with a stick if I'm making mistake I don't mind what the people say Maybe you've been thinking I'm a fucking moralist
A little insane singing in vane That's the kind of man whom I really respect Pencil in my hand and the words straight from the street Stick them in a can and I throw it as a bomb
And the band's been playing the sweetest song and it makes me feel alright But the music starts to fade away into the secrets of the night
I see a man getting beaten It's the mob who's been kicking Behind the screen, blood is trickling and there's no one out there to save him
The cars go crushing in the middle of the night I hear a siren coming from far away And all the boys are here in the place to be I wear I wear I wear it on my sleeve
And the band's been playing the sweetest song and it makes me feel alright But the music starts to fade away into the secrets of the night I don't know
A little insane singing in vane The cops go rotten they're having a break Pencil in my hand and the words straight from the street Stick them in a can and I throw it as a bomb
And the band's been playing the sweetest song and it makes me feel alright But the music starts to fade away into the secrets of the night
And the band's been playing the sweetest song and it makes me feel alright But the music starts to fade away into the secrets of the night I don't know
