Where you going for tomorrow? Where you goin' with the mask I found?
To hold my tongue speaks of quiet reservations
Last fire will rise behind those eyes. Black house will rock.
Oh, you understand, it's been a long time comin'. Oh, you understand, no offense.
Always on the run, destiny is the rising sun
It's been a long time, getting from there to here…
Hold up, no you didn't bow, bow
You ask me why I grow my hair
You're gonna go to the record store, you're gonna give'em all your money.
Someone's knockin' at the door, somebody's ringin' the bell. Do me a favour