Ex-blind man

an Old pack of rebels
try to survie on their on blood
an Old pack of rebels
try to drink it all down right down their thorts
and their gonna drink them selfs to death
oh their gonna drink them selfs to death
yeah yeah yeah
ride bikes of dimonds down on streets of broken glass
catch beautiful women who run away from friends they used to use
their dirty pillows blossom in a bed room fight
then the feathers make a bird cage in the mid street light

woah it was almost love it was almost love
at first light
but then some blind man stole your eyes and gave em to his ex wife for a birthday suprise
X2

an old pack of rebels try to talk with a foot in their mouth
an old pack of rebels try to walk away with the foot in the door
well they made thier own beds now never ever going to sleep again