It's Hard To Speculate What Tomorrow May

You've Got To Lose Your Passion For Dumbness.

Someone Showed Me A Picture And I Just Laughed, Dignity Never Been Photographed.

In This Ocean Of Hours I'm All The Time Drinking.

Warlords Of Sorrow And Queens Of Tomorrow Will Offer Their Heads For A Prayer. You Can't Find No Salvation, You Have No Expectations Anytime, Anyplace, Anywhere.

You Swore You'd Never Compromise With The Mystery Tramp, But Now You Realise He's Not Selling Any Alibis As You Stare Into The Vacuum Of His Eyes And Say, Do You Want To Make A Deal How Does It Feel