Swimming in joints, rolling the pch
Fukushima breeze has me counting the eights
Rule of seven awaits, rule of seven awaits
Repeating the words
Do whatever it takes
Do whatever it takes
Die for your lover, go under the knife
Sing for your supper, run for your life
There's a freedom road outside the prison gate
My undying love, you're conditioned to hate
Convention is as eviction does
Putting me out, what never was
Never was
Die for your lover, go under the knife
Sing for your supper, run for your life