Well, well, I can hear the treetops in the distance
I can see your hollowed eyes
What have you done to yourself in this instance?
Guess it comes as no surprise

Well, I can see the billboards in the distance
Writing is on every wall
Oh, I don't want to know about your business
Sooner or later, friend, you've got to fall

Well, every night it's gotta be adventure
The way you live your life's a crime and if you're guilty
Will you serve the sentence?
Since you're already doing time

There's nothing wrong with having aspirations
Nothing wrong with walking tall
But if misfortune deals the consequences
Sooner or later, friend, you've got to fall

Well, I know the difference, you keep your distance
Well, I don't want to know what you've got
Well, is it pathetic to be sympathetic?
Maybe you don't want to get caught
Caught up in something that's real
Could last for a lifetime
Nothing like, well, nothing like the disease
Disease that's in your mind

Well, I know

There's nothing wrong with having aspirations
Nothing wrong with walking tall
But if misfortune deals the consequences
Sooner or later, friend, you've got to fall

Well, I can see your life disintegrating
Into ashes in your hand
Oh, and I know you wouldn't want to tell me
What is wrong 'cause you're a man?

Oh, and I can see the billboards in the distance
Writing is on every wall
Oh, I don't want to know about your business
Sooner or later, friend, you've got to fall

You've got to fall
You've got to fall
You've got to fall

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Writer(s): BOB MOULD