Tell me what the truth is When you’re lookin’ at a leader Trying to assume A beast alone Inside his magnetic heart.
Tell me what the lie is When you’re lookin’ at loser Turning back to him Hearing delays of his frankly goodbies.
If I’m one of them I’ll act underhand If you chat to chart You won’t win my heart.
It’s so hard to choose a righteous way And other ones will pass their turns And other ones will plan assault And show you they are hot. And when you just walk down the streets Someone can be close: Sugar-faced young fellows’ pack Attracts to split to ranks.
Full of charge Full of energy We keep it not using so hard. Full of charge Full of energy’s Our maximum to go so far. Full of charge Full of energy’s Way’s all in vain To think what is main Way to start not to win my heart.