Intro: Dm9 Bb Am9 Bb7 Dm9 You gotta be crazy, Dm9 You gotta have a real need Bb Gotta sleep on your toes Bb And when youʼre on the street Bb You gotta be able to pick out Am9 The easy meat with your eyes closed Am9 Then moving in silently downwind Am9 And out of sight Bb7 You gotta strike when the moment Bb7 Is right without thinking Dm9 And after a while you can work Dm9 On points of style Bb Like the club tie and the firm handshake Bb А certain look in the eye and an easy smile Am9 You have to be trusted by the people Am9 That you lie to Bb7 So that when they turn their backs on you Bb7 Youʼll get the chance to put the knife in Dm9 Bb Am9 Bb7 Dm9 Youʼve gotta keep one eye Dm9 Looking over your shoulder Bb You know itʼs gonna get harder, Bb Harder and harder as you get older Am9 And in the end youʼll pack up Am9 And fly down south, Am9 Hide your head in the sand Bb7 Just another sad old man, Dm9 All alone and dying of cancer Dm C Dm C Dm And when you lose control C Dm C Dm C Youʼll reap the harvest you have sown Dm C Dm C And as the fear grows Dm Bb A The bad blood slows and turns to stone Dm C And itʼs too late to lose the weight Dm C Dm C Dm You used to need to throw around C Bb C Bb C Dm A So have a good drown as you go down all alone F A Dm Dragged down by the stone Bb7 Dm9 Gotta admit that Iʼm a little bit confused Bb Sometimes it seems to me as if Iʼm just being used Am9 Gotta stay awake, gotta try Am9 And shake off this creeping malaise Bb7 If I donʼt stand my own ground Bb7 How can I find my way out of the maze Dm9 Deaf, dumb and blind you just keep on pretending Bb That everyoneʼs expendable Bb And noone has a real friend Am9 And it seems to you the thing to do Am9 Would be to isolate the winner Bb7 And everythingʼs done under the sun Bb7 And you believe at heart everyoneʼs a killer Dm C Dm C Dm C Dm Bb F E F E Dm F C Dm Who was born in a house full of pain C F C Dm Who was trained not to spit in the fan C F C Dm7 Who was told what to do by the man C F C Dm Who was broken by trained personnel C F C Dm7 Who was fitted with collar and chain C F C Dm Who was given a pat on back C F C Dm Who was breaking away from the pack C F C Dm Who was only a stranger at home C F C Dm Who was ground down in the end C F C Dm Who was found dead on the phone C F C Bb A Who was dragged down by the stone F A7 Dm9 Who was dragged down by the stone
