(Ahhh... tales of urban despair and unemployment on the fringe) [verse 1] The gun lies on the street But it's too late There's no one near 'Cause they're hiding behind their fears In the crouched position, I make my stand The trigger melts with my hand And it's no longer a part of me That's why I do not flee The madmen in the high courts they don't understand About living for money How it breeds plenty of time to k** People want more than just the An iron cross held way up high can be seen throughout the lands in our mind The grip of power holds you close, you feel the pressure mount So isolate your energies and make each second count in your life, in your life You know its gonna be tonight [chorus] [bridge] The letter drops, and it falls right down the crack Down, down it's never coming back The letter drops, it falls right down the crack And down, down it's never coming back