Say you’re a troubled man   So why should I care   You keeping your faith in a bottle   It’s always someone’s fault not yours   You’ve got that all wrong   Anyway no-one here gives a dam      Every time you fall from grace   Rollin dice leads to a place   Where you hang at the edge   Living the lie   Mapping your face   Grieving inside, grieving inside – on your last dime      Custer’s last stand   Another one man band   So keep, keeping your faith in a bottle   What’s left now to lose?   You’ve blown the last fuse   Your dreams in the mud   So what ya gonna do now      It’s just the same old story   Your lust for glory   Same old story