Fight the Bull (Suit of Lights)

Write a note, then pass it down That's how rumors fly around They got wings on their shoulders, fangs in their mouth Things in their head to talk about Everybody gather round As I take my knife and plunge it down I'll wave my cape just to keep you awake Maybe there's a chance that I won't make it Whether you're a news writer or bull fighter It don't matter in the suit of lights You gotta fight You gotta fight the bull Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight In this world who can you trust? When there's no footprints in the old sawdust The circus left town but I still see clowns How long will they stick around? The beast is hurt but the beast ain't dead The man sees blood and the beast sees red There's death at hand What's the plan? Will it be the bull? Will it be the man? Whether you're a news writer or bull fighter It don't matter in the suit of lights You gotta fight You gotta fight the bull Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight You gotta fight the bull Instrumental You gotta fight the bull You gotta fight the bull You gotta fight the bull The beast is hurt But the beast ain't dead The man sees blood And the beast sees red What's the plan When there's death at hand Will it be the bull? Will it be the man? The beast is hurt But the beast ain't dead The man sees blood And the beast sees red What's the plan When there's death at hand Will it be the bull? Will it be the man? The beast is hurt But the beast ain't dead The man sees blood And the beast sees red What's the plan When there's death at hand Will it be the bull? Will it be the man?