They tried a new treatment
But radiation kills both bad and good,
To cure you they must kill you
The sword of Damocles above your
Now I've seen lots of people
from car crashes and drugs
Last night on 33rd street
I saw a kid get hit by a bus
But they strung out torture that you live,
I find it very hard to take
To cure you they must kill you,
the sword of devil glees above your
That mix of morphine and dexedrine,
It kills the pain, it keeps you up,
But this guessing game has its own rules,
the good don't always win
A mind makes right, the sort of devil please,
is hanging above your head
But from over here things
You know what they say, they say maybe
Some other world that we don't know about
I know you hate that mystic shit
It's just another way of seeing
The sword of Damocles above your head
Hey, it's another way of seeing
The sword of Damocles above your head
And, and, and, and, and, and,
the very last dance for me?
It's another way of seeing
The sort of devil cleanse
the very last dance for me?
Hey, it's another way of seeing
the very last dance for me?
Hey, it's another way of seeing
