Teksty: Tribe After Tribe. Pearls Before Swine. Hopeless The Clown.

I am a friend
you are afraid
i have no anger
for you in the shade
you in the shade

so rattle your chains
that drag you down
i am no saint
just hopeless the clown
hopeless the clown

now you've made it to freedom
no one can give you advice
now you've made it to freedom
you your dog and your wife

hot coals on a land mine
lost soul in a land slide
well why are you waisting time
well what a surprise

surprise, surprise

so rattle your chains
that drag you down
i am no saint
just hopeless the clown
hopeless the clown