Lyrics

Shiny silver faces, coloured paper falling into their hand Never to be seen again, it must have been a one-night stand Up until the dawn I could have sworn that everything was alright Thieving bastards stole my life and legged it off into the night It's a dirty business, it's a dirty game Everybody different, but they're all the same They draw you in, you hear a siren call Build you up so they can see you fall You've seen it all before Been there since time began You know what's coming next Everything gets out of hand They've got the lot and god knows What they think that the deserve even more Psychopathic tendencies, they've got a lot of answer for Scratch my back, and I'll stab Yours, No wonder it's a universal sickness Who are they, you well might ask, Come with me, and you can be my witness It's a dirty business, it's a crying shame You blink your eye and all the laws have changed They draw you in, you hear a siren call Build you up so they can see you fall You've seen it all before Been there since time began You know what's coming next Everything gets out of hand It's a dirty business it's crying shame You blink your eye and all the laws have changed They say the vulture is a bird of prey No-one told me it would come this way You seen it all before Been there since time began You know what's coming next Everything, everything gets out of hand
Writer(s): Robert Ezrin, Don Airey, Roger Glover, Steve Morse, Ian Paice, Ian Gillian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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