you're deceived until you're not Good dog, bad dog - they get to fightin' in your head The winner is the last one gettin' fed God is alive and my magic
It's been a long, long fall With nothing to intervene When gravity does its thing We start wondering what it's for Stuck in a cold dark basement You
We apologize All we got to give is a God-given drive It keeps us movin' It keeps on groovin' Put on your back pack Throw out your road map, God'll
This is not the warm-up round This is not a trial heat It can't be repeated when your time has gone This is not an infinite resource Or the prelude to