歌词
May all your pretty faces
Comfort you tonight
As the masks are falling off now
Would you care to watch the fight?
As the boxers they go live soon
And the bets are coming in
Will you ever bury the hatchet?
Or always aim to win?
I hope you know that you walk down a street of gold
I hope you know I’ll gladly seed a different root
I hope you know that you walk down a street of gold
I hope you know I’ll gladly seed a different root
Boy, swing for the fences
They’re built by lesser men
And they painted pretty pictures, son
I know you’d die to be like them
Could you settle for the backseat?
Or would you ruin your only ride?
Pick the wheel and be like them son
Live your life in grand denial
I hope you know that you walk down a street of gold
I hope you know I’ll gladly seed a different root
I hope you know that you walk down a street of gold
I hope you know I’ll gladly seed a different root
People die of trying all the time
People die, won’t you join?
People die of trying all the time
People die, won’t you join?
People die of trying all the time
People die, can’t you see?
People die of trying all the time
People die, can’t you see?
Out come all the spiders
And out come all the rats
They’re eating off the covers
Of all the things you’ve said
Out come all the spiders
And out come all the rats
They’re eating off the covers
Of all the things you’ve said
Out come all the spiders
And out come all the rats
They’re eating off the covers
Of all the things you’ve said