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Turn on the TV, cause I got nowhere to go
Seems that there s a little trouble down in Mexico
A 13-year-old boy robs a store so he can eat
And they got him doing time while killers walk the streets

A hungry politician is the wolf that s at the door
Hell-bent on submission and feedin on the poor
We could stare into the sun if we would open up our eyes
But we paint ourselves into a corner colored in white lies

Busted on the rockpile, getting dusted in the heat
Shackled to the system, and draggin my feet

CHORUS
I m riding on a breakdown
Another whiteknuckled shakedown
Feels like I m livin on a chain gang
I m riding on a breakdown
A suicidal shakedown
Feels like I m on a chain gang

A con man s intuition can wash your sins away
Send your contribution and he ll save your soul today
What can he know, has he been through hell and back
He takes the cash and drives it home in a brand new Cadillac

Spitting at the guard dog, burning in his wicked deal
Screamin down the railroad with no one at the wheel

CHORUS

Faith healin superstition
Cold-blooded criminal mind
Getting off on high position
Hey brother can you spare a dime
To get me off this slaughter line

CHORUS

I m knocking on Your door,
Won t you answer?
I m waiting for a word,
Or just a whisper;
But if You can t answer me this time,
I can handle everthing just fine
Cause somehow I seem to think I have power,
And I know best how to make things better,
I try to carry...

Jestem sobie prawdą
Fałszem i zagadką też
Jestem sobie ojcem
Sobie matką, sobie bratem
Szatanem jestem złym
Aniołem z aureolą
Wrogiem i kochankiem
Aktorem z ulubioną rolą
Dopełnieniem świata
Oceanem, pustą szklanką
Jestem i wyrokiem
Nawet sędzią, nawet katem
Nawet katem jestem ja
Jestem, jestem wszystkim
Nawet Bogiem
Tylko sobą być
Sobą być nie mogę o... nie...
...

In a faded dream where sleep is eternal,
oceans of blackness carry me with pride.
Naked am I sleeping beyond all horizons,
where endlessness is all and death breathe with calm.
In the jaws of death s pale cold face
am I riding towards my only gleaming treasure.

My spirit is feasting the throne of desire
unseal...

The powers that be
They like a tough game
No rules
Some you win, some you lose
Competition s good for you
They re dying to be free
They re the powers that be
They like a bomb proof cadillac

Air conditioned, gold taps,
Back seat gun rack, platinum hub caps
They pick horses for courses
They re the market forces
Nice...

Telling Leyla s story spoken
Bout how all her bones are broken
Hammers fall on all the pieces
Two months in the cover creases

Here she stands today
In her brilliant shiny way

Fully alive
More than most
Ready to smile and love life
Fully alive
More than most
Ready to smile and love life

All my complaints shrink to nothing
I...