It's On

Judge em on the come up It's bound to be your bad luck Instantly running ways to survive You judge a man by the risk he takes Change his faith and place himself Up in the dreamscape Free from the trappings The flesh will trap him The flesh will tap him And these lights look bright in the city And one day this might be his city He got more dreams than Luther King The pipes of peace mightÿ do for him But some get peace by keeping the peace In easy reach and being quick to squeeze The role takes a hold of you Becomes the whole of you You'reÿ looking at the stolen youth The egg, the clucker and the golden goose The role takes a hold of you Becomes the whole of you You'reÿ looking at the stolen youth The egg, the clucker and the golden goose Honour among thieves is the talk of a fool The only protection is the talk of your tool Decent people just stand by watching pure Disbelieving happy it's not him How long does the madness last How long is a piece of string Your better off being mad as a... And then you won't have to face a thing Run and hide a french kiss to chaos Standing firm and waiting for the pay off These areÿ those types of days Where it ain't no use in being afraid The game played here cuts strings it's rules The game played here has a couple of rules The pain is life, the painÿ is death It's plain as life, it's plain as breath The role takes a hold of you Becomes the whole of you You'reÿ looking at the stolen youth The egg, the clucker and the golden goose The role takes a hold of you Becomes the whole of you You'reÿ looking at the stolen youth The egg, the clucker and the golden goose