The story of a loser - it could be you.
Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
Line that's drawn between good and bad
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying taking toll
If you been bad - Oh Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit oh by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes aahouh bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh...
I’m cryin’ for you day and night
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh...
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
I'm wanna hear you say
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
Sweet child in time, you'll see the line
Line that's drawn between good of us and bad of us
See the blind man shooting at the world
Bullets flying taking toll
If you've been bad - Lord I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes aahaah bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh...
I’m wanna be inside of you
Ooh, ooh, ooh ooh...
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
I gotta hear you sing
A-a-ah, a-a-ah
You’re only about four foot six,
But don’t worry about it,
‘Cause there’s always
Someone smaller than you.
You’re about seven foot fourteen,
Don’t worry about it, either….
There’s always someone
One million stone heavier than you….
There’s always someone
