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VERSE 1: From the womb into the world oxygen, the clock kicks in Spring to life and the plot begins Crawl, walk, run and don’t look back Until you reach manhood and your good in your own tracks Amidst a bitten generation of Britain I’m only one of millions of kittens that came up but didn’t And now I’m a grown lad, it sad, been running for so long Clueless as to where I truly belong Shhh if your listening you can hear the same clock keep ticking But time loses its value when you’re drifting The days repeat, I live asleep One after the other I knock the drinks back to keep me from searching deep Afraid of that which I’ll reap I shy from my reflections as I pass by the puddles in the high street I’ve come of age but the mirror image doesn’t change I see the same lost boy frozen in the frame CHORUS: For years I’ve been looking into mirrors Facing my demons, fighting my fears and wiping my tears Searching deep beneath the surface for the person inside Only the closer I look, makes it harder to find Because for years I’ve been looking into mirrors Facing my demons, fighting my fears and wiping my tears Captured in a world of madness where most seek wealth Just a lost man looking for himself VERSE 2: Mirror mirror show me the truth, I return to my youth In search of what made me the man I am, to dig up my roots All the by-gone roads influence the path I chose Because my past still flows Clean through me, the recipe from which I was made Thus grew the two-headed beast, to who I’m a slave One man with many sides that divide this mind And I’m tired of all the Jackyl and Hyde The bad dreams, the flash backs, I’ve taken heed To the animal I’ve been and all the blood I’ve seen And now the scars I carry as a reminder That big boys games come at cost and everybody takes a loss young minor And who knows it might take a life age of Mondays But life’s gonna level with us one day So go on and pray God’s heavenly sheep But it takes Jameson’s neat to put my demons to sleep CHORUS: For years I’ve been looking into mirrors Facing my demons, fighting my fears and wiping my tears Searching deep beneath the surface for the person inside Only the closer I look, makes it harder to find Because for years I’ve been looking into mirrors Facing my demons, fighting my fears and wiping my tears Captured in a world of madness where most seek wealth Just a lost man looking for himself VERSE 3: From the world into the grave how did you live? How did you die? What were your last words? What were your first? I’ve been a stranger to myself too long, and so I take To the canvas with my brush and begin upon this portrait Boxed between these four walls I paint my journey through life’s halls and release for all To relate, appreciate to debate, to hate To find uniqueness or weakness in comparison with art to date Just give me ‘til I’m twenty-eight I’ve been nobody’s saint but all I have is to create Cause one life to live with no religion is a short life I swear by my sight not to waste one more night Steps are for tracing, dreams are for chasing I’m just try’na find my place on this planet and I’m coming guns blazing Living for a legacy to leave Before this old clock stops ticking and the mirror decides to freeze CHORUS: For years I’ve been looking into mirrors Facing my demons, fighting my fears and wiping my tears Searching deep beneath the surface for the person inside Only the closer I look, makes it harder to find Because for years I’ve been looking into mirrors Facing my demons, fighting my fears and wiping my tears Captured in a world of madness where most seek wealth Just a lost man looking for himself...

VERSE 1: Nobody said it would be easy these cutthroat times are a task Don’t life deal up a dodgy hand of cards I don’t beg nor ask for no jail free pass Nothing comes free and when it does it don’t last So luckily for me I’m partial to the graft The rent don’t like man cotching on his arse Can’t find work hit road and wash cars Nothing wrong with honest money, for the jam-jar CHORUS: Full stop…life is a tough rope to climb Full stop…still everybody has a choice Full stop…you can hold tight and fight to reach the top Full stop…or you can drop, lose face, lose voice Full stop…some do and some don’t Full stop…some will and some won’t Full stop…your life is in your own hands And not the next man’s, apply motion to the plan (Breakdown)... VERSE 2: At the end of this tunnel called life I’m try’na find light I search inside for advice but my alter ego is sliced In hindsight the Jackyl hates the Hide side of my life People biting at my ankles, strapping shackles to my stride Let me run please don’t block my to kingdom come Let fly some sun and glide up over these slums Tell me fuck work and one day you’ll make me a ton Til your game crumbles and you’re scraping over the crumbs Don’t you know bro the devil makes work for idle thumbs No conundrums it’s simple if your nuts ain’t numb Don’t have to be shotting Z’s to achieve number one (Like algebra) DIY times graft is the sum And believe I often feel diseased with the need to succumb To the pressures that infect us try’na be someone Once snagged it’s a one way track, no turning back Fuck I’d rather be nobody than somebody shotting crack CHORUS: Full stop…life is a tough race to run Full stop…but there’s always the finish line Full stop…you can hop your socks off til you cop Full stop…or you can cop out and get left behind Full stop…some do and some don’t Full stop…some will and some won’t Full stop…your life is in your own hands And not the next man’s, apply motion to the plan VERSE 3: I left school with a couple of C’s at seventeen The drug scene was an optional means, I wasn’t keen I broke clean held on by the skin of my teeth Through the grief, continued the labor with self belief Never fucked about with credit cards or bank loans Earn my own, the beast makes work for idle bones So from packing factory stock to lorry dock Job to job, not me to be shotting the lolly pop (Full stop) thus, I don’t accept no excuses from he who produces money from devil juices or anyone who uses hard luck as a reason to be useless I’ve rested in squalors and refuges Man chooses his root toward the gold I’ll polish boots before I sell my soul Your weak try’na justify it like you’ve got to There’s millions of us just as broke but choose not to CHORUS: Full stop…life is a tough rope to climb Full stop…still everybody has a choice Full stop…you can hold tight and fight to reach the top Full stop…or you can drop, lose face, lose voice Full stop…some do and some don’t Full stop…some will and some won’t Full stop…your life is in your own hands And not the next man’s, apply motion to the plan Full stop…life is a tough race to run Full stop…but there’s always the finish line Full stop…you can hop your socks off til you cop Full stop…or you can cop out and get left behind Full stop…some do and some don’t Full stop…some will and some won’t Full stop…your life is in your own hands And not the next man’s, apply motion to the plan...

VERSE 1: I feel I’m obliged to play the role of a pillar for you to lean on I’m holding up the wait because it's my job to be strong And all along, I push my problems to the side to be humble Can’t bare the thoughts of you seeing me crumble So I smile through my pain and say I’m ok 'Cause even though this hurts me it's just my instinct to put you first be A man, I never show my weakness even though I should I shrug my shoulders off and walk away like it's all good 'Cause this way you worry less, instead of me sharing the burden I guess I’d rather stand and take it all on my chest I figure that your happiness is what counts I deal with your pain then swallow mine and keep it secret til I get home to my house Where no one has to witness as I break apart Shut myself away in the dark the only place I can start To be a human, I take a deep breath and as I sigh I drop my guards down and cry my heart dry CHORUS: Teary eyes, fall down and cry Teary eyes, woh,woh, wo-oh Teary eyes, fall down and cry Teary eyes, teary, dreary, weary, Teary eyes VERSE 2: I carry confessions for which I’m yet to find the courage to make Because I know just how easily our hearts can break And it's my loved ones affected by my reckless behavior I’ve danced with the devil but now I’m screaming for a savior It’s too late to turn around and remedy my choices I’ve got burnt and learnt and now I replay the voices They warned me, and their wise words have come haunt me I close my eyes to sleep the same faces appear and taunt me I wallow in regret and accept that this is what it takes To make amends and repay the debt for my mistakes And as my tears slowly replace those of all you I caused grief I hope within my sorrow you can find relief And now feed me whiskey to help me go to pieces Then hug me, and kiss me tell me I have forgiveness In full confession, I’m trying to stay calm I drop my head into my bro's arms I meant nobody no harm CHORUS: Teary eyes, fall down and cry Teary eyes, woh,woh, wo-oh Teary eyes, fall down and cry Teary eyes, teary, dreary, weary, Teary eyes VERSE 3: Sometimes the only way to conquer your problems Is to be tough enough to open up and let your heart soak it up I lay back and learn from the grief just let it cruise through my system Emptiness confides in the mist and I celebrate the pain, revel in the hardship Whatever the weather we must participate regardless We never fight the pleasure, so welcome the sorrow I might be down hard tonight but I’ll be up again tomorrow CHORUS: Teary eyes, fall down and cry Teary eyes, woh,woh, wo-oh Teary eyes, fall down and cry Teary eyes, teary, dreary, weary, Teary eyes

VERSE 1: A tale of escapism in its worst form Amidst a circus of night life come join the curse born Hell’s finest, released from our cells To chain smoke and knock back Bell’s until the room propels When men of jinx come to socialize The bar know to keep us in supply while we plot to drink the house dry We stagger the land of limbo cussed But this is how we’ve come to adjust, ash to dust Forget the week just gone, march on Keep the drink strong, praise my mates and live long And because life’s hard we need no reason to pass Out the panama cigars, lift glass and have a laugh Compare cars and war scars as we compete To do whatever keeps the day-to-day beast asleep Every week under hexed weather we come together To get leathered and hope we don’t stay cursed forever CHORUS: I sing for the angels, but they don’t hear my song So I dance for the devil, my feet get danced upon So I drink to feel better, but it only makes me feel worse No I just can’t seem to break this foolish curse VERSE 2: So some upstairs is laughing at me As my drunken boat sails these bloodshot seas And all the angels spurn me and the devils do their worst No one shall ever break…break this foolish curse… I’ve sung for the angels I’ve danced for the devil There’s nothing I haven’t done for the sake of try’na keep my life level Still it never seems to work it’s like somebody’s got me cursed And when I try to reverse it the effects are adverse Only proof spirit liquors can fend off the witchcraft That buries my luck like secrets of the past And Rass watch me level this glass over and over Til I cast out the trouble and toil of being soba CHORUS: I sing for the angels, but they don’t hear my song So I dance for the devil, my feet get danced upon So I drink to feel better, but it only makes me feel worse No I just can’t seem to break this foolish curse VERSE 3: Strong stomachs and dead hearts, til overdose do we part Toast before we turn this bar into Noah’s arc In full swing, the riff-raff kings Rock the tables and sing til the time bell rings On a quest to drag down these voodoo chains Straight back into the putrid flames of whence they came Laugher in a cloud of cigarette smoke (poof) Money plays, a deck of cards and a shot glass, loaded with jokes We pass the midnight stroke, up the pace One O’Clock, two, three o’clock run the race Pick your poison and proceed, a method guaranteed To bleed out this breed of parasites that feed On our wishes, and it shows on our faces Shot through we use drink to wrestle our woes on a daily bases Whiskey chasers deliver us to sunrise Baptized in light, flat down we capsize CHORUS: I sing for the angels, but they don’t hear my song So I dance for the devil, my feet get danced upon So I drink to feel better, but it only makes me feel worse No I just can’t seem to break this foolish curse...

VERSE 1: Whenever faced with worry, better safe than sorry All my mates learned their traits off the back of a lorry So on my travels, I keep a close eye on my back With reflexes at the ready and my wits in tact I leave my morals behind, keep my manners in breach And put my money in a place where dem' pick pockets can't reach Numbers on my mobile, emergency contacts These avenues of Britain tend to never relax Take precautions 'cause everyone's a target And you can play hard in your car but just be careful where you park it Urban predators who seek for the weak This is a geezers world, dog eat dog how big are your teeth? Bad vibes are circulating in the atmosphere Cruel eyes mark the mood of this dark era Headlines that give me shivers up my spine Tooled up to the nines for any trouble that i might find CHORUS: You better beware, when they come to meet you You better beware, it's gonna be hell on earth watch your back boy You better beware, 'cause they're out to get you, (sound boy) You better beware, it's gonna be hell on earth watch your back boy You better beware PRO-CHORUS: Tell me why the young man fight and the young man die Everywhere you go you hear the young dem a cry The pain of the youth bring tear from ya eye Dem bleed with no answer to the question why... VERSE 2: We live in a time of conflict the only way to restrict Them from you is to connect yourself with known convicts Run the risk and get your kicks on tick Produce payments or face up to fists and sticks Derelict districts are where we practice sick realistics Mention of crime is done in cryptic linguistics Pigeon English and cockney slang Watch your back man cover up your contraband CHORUS: You better beware, when they come to meet you You better beware, it's gonna be hell on earth watch your back boy You better beware, 'cause they're out to get you, (sound boy) You better beware, it's gonna be hell on earth watch your back boy You better beware VERSE 3: Lock stock the fuckin' lot you've lost the plot If you think that I’ll leave the block without a knife in my sock Back on clock and knowing what's what, on watch And taking top-notch care this is a dodgy game of hopscotch Crime hot spots are chock-a-block come and cop Class A drugs and moody product, from fresh off the dock Some of us twoc, but make no mistake If living proper is to gamble with crime, I’ll raise the stake Everybody’s on the take, if you’re poor then your buckled 'Cause money runs the world and people are worth fuck-all It’s complex, the anarchy and all its effects On every stretch there's a problem, and people are vexed With the hex of inequality, political mess Rough necks is what becomes of young kids in distress I’m seeing skinheads, long black dreads and people dead Unnecessary bloodshed... CHORUS: You better beware, when they come to meet you You better beware, it's gonna be hell on earth watch your back boy You better beware, 'cause they're out to get you, (sound boy) You better beware, it's gonna be hell on earth watch your back boy You better beware...

VERSE 1: Have I really been away this long, my head lowered I traipse along The roads and all the bricks are worn and everybody’s gone The shops a different name and landlady she’s not same No friendly talk for this forgotten face just a receipt and change My days here as a name have past their warranty Now they sell mobile phones where the barbers used to be The snooker club’s been burned down, the bakery is boarded up Friends; some died, some got married, some got locked up VERSE 2: Everything seems smaller, the buildings and the walls Our scribbled nicknames have faded from the garage doors My old home is dust and bone All the houses are neglected and the grass is overgrown Kicking stones I amble down the steps Of snaky lane towards the green, the old bench has been kept The broken lamppost they’ve replaced, but the train tracks have rusted And the locals speak to mark how much my patoire’ has adjusted VERSE 3: My shoes sweep the ground as I sway on a creaky swing This old park is now a carcass of iron bars and springs Spark a cigarette, was here I tried my first one We’d hide behind the slide and pass them round when smoking used to be fun And I stray spell bound, trying to blow the dust off the lost years Collecting up the memories like precious souvenirs I watch the ghosts of my past chase each other down the grass And laugh as they fade, off to find their scars

VERSE 1: I return home tired ready for bed As labor takes its toll on my body life bleeds my head I feel beat, switch on the heat take a seat and give a sigh of relief Another day done home from the heap To let my thoughts run deep, I close my eyes in submission It’s time to review my everyday position, to make a living I’m over worked-under paid I wade through the days but there’s little reward for blue-collar trade Dirty work boots criminal roots I guess us knuckle headed youths make for good heavy labor recruits So what does a man do but get drunk And hope the alcohol will numb his wits on this tiresome hunt To find happiness, the ultimate state we all chase In the hope to shake these fucked up times and follow with grace This itch underneath the tips of these fingers of mine To leave my troubles behind ‘cause I just wanna shine CHORUS: Soldier on, soldier on… Oh boy, hold yourself together Oh child, shine Oh boy, this life won’t last forever Oh child, shine PRO-CHORUS: When life hits the crunch point and realize the world isn’t gonna do you any favours, you’re on your own mate. I’ve got to start making plans for myself, but what have I got to work with. That’s when I look at my choices I’m like.. VERSE 2: Option number one, eleven hour shifts in this dirt labor rat race Lifting heavy stacks til my back breaks Live to be the working class hero, kids and a wife Physical strife for pocket money and the quiet life Or like I know best easy doe Option number two commit my life to the street and let the geezers know Money to be made, and fuck all to lose Only my head says the path of a sinner would be a sorry move Life can be dark and it’s hard to keep a true heart My last and final option, to gamble on my musical spark Merely living on luck I’m traveling blind This hit and miss game of try’na get signed ‘cause I’ve got shine CHORUS: Soldier on, soldier on… Oh boy, hold yourself together Oh child, shine Oh boy, this life won’t last forever Oh child, shine VERSE 3: Born for big things, I set my sights higher My entire life been known as a live wire ‘Cause something inside possesses me with the wild fire And keeps me alive to fight and strive through these dire times of nine-five A lion heart desire, a cast iron drive to aspire and rise from my environment Retire the vampires and liars who conspire To acquire my soul, but dem know it’s not for hire The weak admire he strong and so I soldier on I spot the con while the rest struggle to tag along Some say I’m living it wrong But so be it, the day will come when I’m gone and I’ll be cast out to where I belong I’m such a long way from home Try’na prove to them punks from the past, one day I’d earn the right to be known Time is priceless, life is divine I’m trying a diamond in the rough dying to shine CHORUS: Soldier on, soldier on... Oh boy, hold yourself together Oh child, shine Oh boy, this life won’t last forever Oh child, shine OUTRO...

VERSE 1: I‘m awoken by the rubbish truck, I rub my eyes and get up Look out the window more gloomy skies no luck Last nights drink binge put my stomach on edge And mum’s calling me for breakfast bacon and eggs I wedge a rollie in my lips, and head for the front door Been meaning to quit but I just crave for that one more I’m smoking on the porch in my shorts and vest I rest my head against the railings, ain’t feeling my best I sit and slip into a daydream, my own regime Picturing drug free teens and big pay schemes No money struggles I’m wondering what it feels like But then I’m quickly reacquainted with real life By a voice from the living room Adamant orders to find a job by June ‘cause you’ll be leaving soon I get the blues just thinking about a life of nine to five But it’s the only means I have to survive I find it strange how my life seemed to change so fast It feels like only yesterday I played kiss chase last The easy years flew past, now I’m to make my own way And I guess I’ll be OK but it’s hard try’na make it in the UK CHORUS: Oh I’ve got the UK blues I just don’t know what to do Living life without no clues And I don’t know which road to choose I’m just drifting through these times The sun it never seems to shine No luck in this life of mine But one day it will be fine VERSE 2: Sometimes I think I couldn’t take another day in the UK This atmosphere of dull gray hopelessness that we portray Broken buildings that resemble the hearts of our youth And still I can’t deny the sour truth That all I know is these clubs and subways, corners and chip shops Bus stops and spots where on the sly they shift rocks Got fiends for friends, thugs for roll models In a life where we practice only few morals One by one, we lose the plot and try to put each other’s lights out Coppers come and beat you while they read your rights out Under these mundane skies that hover over our lives Can only hope to maybe someday rise And find a place where the sunshine’s We’re in the cold rain chasing the fun times And feeling no pain, watching from a distance as the world decays But hey what can I say, you learn to love these old streets of the UK CHORUS: Oh I’ve got the UK blues I just don’t know what to do Living life without no clues And I don’t know which road to choose I’m just drifting through these times The sun it never seems to shine No luck in this life of mine But one day it will be fine BRIDGE: It’s just another day, in the UK The sky outside is looking kinda gray But I don’t mind I’m try’na find a way To break through and make my pay, but it’s hard where I stay It’s just another day, in the UK The sky outside is looking kinda gray But it’s OK, I won’t let it take my mind away From breaking through and making my pay, but it’s hard where I stay VERSE 3: It’s just another day in the UK we’re focused, keyboard and drum pads Try’na make hits we’re just a couple of young lads But they’re my comrades through all the endless stress Where many say I’ve gone mad on my relentless quest To see my dreams in motion, my wishes my hopes and my devotion To moving on up, I’m getting close and Approaching every day as a new day, while keeping my faith So here’s one for the UK For street corner kids east end to west end From Edinburgh to lands end this dedicated strictly to them From any race any place any residence Not even a president nor a king could keep me from what I represent These street topics are written to teach poverty stricken Young lives inside these pockets of Britain Because it’s true what they say, and I feel the same way Somebody soothe these blues because it’s hard try’na make it in the UK CHORUS: Oh I’ve got the UK blues I just don’t know what to do Living life without no clues And I don’t know which road to choose I’m just drifting through these times The sun it never seems to shine No luck in this life of mine But one day it will be fine

CHORUS: I don’t wanna get violent, I’ve been down that road before Don’t make me get violent, I don’t live that way no more I don’t wanna get violent, when man dem try for make war Don’t make me get violent, don’t need no blood at my door VERSE 1: I can’t make up your mind all I can is give my testimony Back along trust, nobody was blessed to know me I had a bad streak, the family black sheep Although I’m different nowadays I still lack sleep There’s never one simple way to sum up the past But somewhere along the line I hung up my heart I didn’t care, wasn’t scared if I don’t last Turn you over if you stare when you go past I was angry and I lost my control fast My fragmented family life was no bonus It didn’t help that money was always so sparse With cro-bars I broke glass and I stole cars I beat people, burgled houses it was no farce You name the crime I’ve done it and had assault charge I've been caught, sent to court Took some time to reflect, learned my lesson now violence is my last resort BRIDGE: Sometimes I need voice of reason Sometimes I need words of warning Motion comes back around in season Like light to the morning CHORUS: I don’t wanna get violent, I’ve been down that road before Don’t make me get violent, I don’t live that way no more I don’t wanna get violent, when man dem try for make war Don’t make me get violent, don’t need no blood at my door VERSE 2: I’m no mystic I don’t believe in twist of fate Cherish this day ‘cause life serves a fickle plate I’ve harboured guns, carried knives my biggest mistake No more can I be responsible for this embrace Where everybody wants to level up just in case You pick up, they pick up and it perpetuates My cousin had to find out just how quick it takes Stabbed on his own estate and left to drip awake It’s your life I only serve to articulate If not for my life I say it the lickle’s sake If we participate, brother that’s the risk we take But when it comes back, that’s the way the biscuit breaks BRIDGE: We all need voice of reason We all need words of warning Motion comes back around in season Like light to the morning CHORUS: I don’t wanna get violent, I’ve been down that road before Don’t make me get violent, I don’t live that way no more I don’t wanna get violent, when man dem try for make war Don’t make me get violent, don’t need no blood at my door I don’t wanna get violent, I’ve been down that road before Don’t make me get violent, I don’t live that way no more I don’t wanna get violent, when man dem try for make war Don’t make me get violent, have you come to settle your score?

VERSE 1: She could sing like an angel, had a flame of grace No time to lose and a dream to chase She packed her innocent life into a new suitcase And wore a good luck charm on an old shoe lace Her talent went to waste, she never had the face The [red carpet smile or the size six waste And you can still see a flicker when she drinks her liquor And you can still see a flicker when she drinks her liquor… On the broken wheel of justice VERSE 2: There’s a child in the graveyard, a killer in the hills And a father with a hand full of sleeping pills Three long years and still no clues What difference does it make either way you lose For the system can never replace what’s been lost, And they could throw away the key but it wouldn’t pay the cost How many innocent have died down a long dark ride How many innocent have died down a long dark ride On the broken wheel of justice CHORUS 1: Your eye for my eye, these scales are worn Man is his own worst nightmare and our swords are drawn VERSE 3: On faraway shores they send you to war And they made you believe what the killing was for And who knows the truth, I’ve heard there are things they hide And I know it wouldn't be the first time they’ve lied Wasn't it them who told us two wrongs don’t make a right? How can they justify the casualties of this tired fight? But now your body’s in the mud How they used your blood Now your body’s in the mud, how they used your blood To paint the broken wheel of justice VERSE 4: How much power do the people hold Age old is the struggle for control and gold The poor man sweats for the fat cat’s gain This has always been the way, this is how it will remain And it’s one for you and two for me The balance tips when real hunger is eclipsed by greed For few make the rules But they wont use their tools For few make the rules but they wont use their tools To mend the broken wheel of justice CHORUS 2: Heroes and villains, fools and kings and pawns This world has grown wild, when will God mow the lawn? VERSE 5: Wicked and vengeful, trouble and strife Lived on the wrong side of goodness for most of my life The, sense of guilt flows deep Should I try and rediscover some virtue on this old scrap heap Where I cast all my honour, my principles and beliefs Been the mainspring of more than enough grief I owe it to society to show I can triumph over the trend And make amends I guess until then Who am I to write my song? Of right from wrong? Who am I to [write my song of write from wrong? On a broken wheel of justice... A broken wheel of justice…

INTRO: Just a 'wee song for the weary bunch out there. A place to go to in your head when it all gets a bit too much. VERSE 1: Listen up I know a secret, and I don’t wanna keep it I’ve found a place where nobody knows It just may come in handy so make mine a brandy And follow close this is how it goes... No maps no directions, follow your reflections Down to where the scars don’t show Trust me it’s not hard to find close your eyes, see the sign To a place called remedy road... Hang your worries on a rack, tie your burdens in a sack And pack yourself a clean change of clothes (we’re going) Bring your hardships with ya, and drown them in the river That runs under remedy road... VERSE 2: You’ve been hit by recession, facing repossession About to lose your fixed abode Round up your family and possessions I found these keys to a house down on remedy road... You took them by the hand but now it’s [not how you planned And your marriage is about to explode You can find your heart, and make a clean start There’s love down on remedy road... You lost your religion, and god doesn’t listen You’re stuck here and don’t know where to go If you can’t find the answers, then come and take your chances There’s hope there on remedy road... VERSE 3: They could never teach you in school, threw your life to the wolves Now you find yourself sleeping in the cold There’s wood for the fire and a bed, everybody gets fed Just enough, on remedy road... You ripped up the rule book and burned your bridges You’re all in it’s too late to fold Wipe the sweat from your brow, drop your cards take a bow There’s a new hand on remedy road... The habit’s taking over, it hurts to be soba You’re too weak to carry the load You can put down powder and the drink, there’s always time to think In the meadow by remedy road... VERSE 4: You’re loved ones have long passed away, you’re beyond your day You’re tired and afraid of being old Well kill those tears you can steal back the years You’re forever young on remedy road... They’ve got you fighting in Iraq or Afghanistan And you ain’t coming home until you’re told Drop that gun from your shoulder, stand up soldier And march down to remedy road... You got the bad news, it’s left you in two You’re scared and you need a hand to hold Remember it’s all hear and now, the rest is just a dream And you’ll soon wake on remedy road... Come what may, for on my day Don’t cry keep for me my soul My dear family and friends, I’ll see you all again Come and find me on remedy road... Find me on remedy road…