this world is terminally twisted
from the cradle to the grave
and for all the reasons listed, though fawn you,
oh no not a single one can save
but my friends I must warn you, of the time I must say
when all hell will break loose and they 'll come with a noose
and there's no one left to save
na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
though your back might be breaking
and the sweat stings your eyes
and your loved ones forsaking my friends well I guess
you should not be surprised
we're all chained to this world now
and we all got to pull
but to be in this worlds
not to be of this world
because that's of a fool
yeah
sax solo
drum solo
it's so good to be alive
i wouldn't have it any other way
you and i have some choices to make
every day
from the cradle to the grave
na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, n