Can you pass me the black gold?I wanna know how
When I was a kid I thought that I could
The joy and the pain, it's all in the gamebut
Looking back in anger, looking back with joy and laughs
Don't
I don't know what to say, cause I don't feel
A snake, a fake, he's lame, he's in the game
For
Well I remember when this was different than a jobfor
Here we are again with another bunch of soft songs
Every morning, it's a new surprise
don't know who I
Trendy winds are blowing thru my hairthe punk elite are
I'm one year older now since last time I saw