The sanest days are mad

Why don't you find out for yourself ?

Then you'll see the price

Very closely



Some men here

They have a special interest

In your career

They wanna help you to grow

And then syphon all your dough

Why don't you find out for yourself ?

Then you'll see the glass

Hidden in the grass





You'll never believe me, so

Why don't you find out for yourself ?

Sick down to my heart

That's just the way it goes





Some men here

They know the full extent of

Your distress

They kneel and pray

And they say :

";Long may it last";





Why don't you find out for yourself ?

Then you'll see the glass

Hidden in the grass

Bad scenes come and go

For which you must allow

Sick down to my heart

That's just the way it goes





Don't rake up my mistakes

I know exactly what they are

And ... what do YOU do ?

Well ... you just SIT THERE

I've been stabbed in the back

So many many times

I don't have any skin

But that's just the way it goes