sirens are a-screaming, shots ring out at night
movie cameras rolling in
and there goes my hero with his head between his legs
and all this time i believed in him
riff
now what is the sound of snow falling down
on the tombstone in the dead of night
and who is the hound at the downtown dog pound
who speaks english when the watchman's not in sight
and where will you be in 1993?
still sitting in the same chair?
sinning is for sinners and i"m just a beginner
but i've never really been punched there
riff
and on this i place my last bet
hey did you give what you get
did you get what you give of your fair share of wear and tear
winning is for winners and i know spring follows winter
but i've never really been touched there
you know it's hard to be nice when hate becomes your vice
and you can't find peace anywhere
love's just not for lovers get off your high horse brothers
drop your fists and get out of here
riff