the man was shot on the night.
But I could not understand at all,
'cause the man they shot used to be called
just a bum, a good for nothing man of town.
with all the pomp of a knight.
So I laughed it off, and turned the page:
That was long ago: it's much the same right now.
It's just a matter of time before it changes.
No matter where, you can find it in the pages.
The blind are leading the blind; have been for ages.
It's like an underground fire that always blazes.
In the past they had their swords and horses.
And today, it's guns and cars and power.
Don't you gamble with their luck and forces.
If you mess with the underground “boys.”
they took his car and his home.
in Brazil, France, England, Africa;
there's a fire of greed that burns out the good in man.
It's just a matter of time before it changes.
No matter where, you can find it in the pages.
The blind are leading the blind; have been for ages.
It's like an underground fire that always blazes.
In the past they had their swords and horses.
And today, it's guns and cars and power.
Don't you gamble with their luck and forces.
If you mess with the underground “boys.”
It's just a matter of time before it changes.
No matter where, you can find it in the pages.
The blind are leading the blind; have been for ages.