For Your Pleasure (Live)

For your pleasure in our present state

Part false, part true like anything

We present ourselves

The words we use tumble

All over your shoulder

Gravel, hard and loose

There, all night lying

With your dark horse hiding

Abhorring such extremes

You′re rubbing shoulders

With the stars at night

Shining so bright

Getting older

But you′ll wake up soon

And fight

In the morning

The things you worried about

Last night

Will seem lighter

I'll hope things will turn

Out right

Old man

Through every step, a change

You watch me walk away

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