Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself
The sanest days are mad
Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Then you'll see the price
Very closely
Some men here
They have a special interest
In your career
They wanna help you to grow
And then syphon all your dough
Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Then you'll see the glass
Hidden in the grass
You'll never believe me, so
Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Sick down to my heart
That's just the way it goes
Some men here
They know the full extent of
Your distress
They kneel & pray
And they say :
"long may it last"
Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Then you'll see the glass
Hidden in the grass
Bad scenes come & go
For which you must allow
Sick down to my heart
That's just the way it goes
Don't rake up my mistakes
I know exactly what they are
And ... what do you do ?
Well ... you just sit there
I've been stabbed in the back
So many many times
I don't have any skin
But that's just the way it goes
