I don’t believe in anything
They tell me’s set in stone
They say that we’re together
But I’m sat here on my own
repeat for next verse, then:
Oh no, no I don’t mind
Oh no, no I don’t mind
Chorus:
Cause I can get someone to bring the fighters
(the doctors and the dealers)
Get someone to shed some light on
(miracle cure, soul stealers)
and on and on and then:
You got the ball
I was lucky to get the chain