Plenty of money gets a man what he wants
Gold rings from Paris or Spain
Don't follow too close to the hills up ahead
It's a million more miles each way
You can talk but be able to acknowledge the fact
All the stories are written on sand
Might be hard to believe, but your mind has been mapped
By the people who taught you your name
And when the darkness is near me
I see your line much more clearly
He's a man filled with sorrow
Because he's born with a heart
Tell everyone down in heaven
That there is no explanation
To be born with the fear of eternal decay
Well I have heard all the stories, every current event
What happens to men who betray
They're hung my the heels from the top of the tent
And a family denies them in shame
I had a good time coming, but I must say goodbye
The magic red rooster is dead
And if we all come together when the terror arrives
I will greet you, I'll love you, my friends
But when the darkness is near me
I see your line much more clearly
He's a man filled with sorrow
Because he's born with a heart
Tell everyone down in heaven
That there is no explanation
To be born with the fear of eternal decay
