Some folks play with fire
Others play with fear
Some deal with religion in the dark.
Me I'm just a pilgrim
Searching for what's real
Testing out the borders of my heart.
He left her for Susan
She left him for Bill
There's always something greener they all say
Johnny's dying lonely
With a million dollar will
On half a pint of whiskey and cocaine.

Chorus:
Will you stand beside me
Or will you fall behind?
Lost within a world you'll never change.
Brother let me help you
It ain't them shiny cars
Pick up your cross and quit the game.

Sometimes it's a woman
And the comfort of her bed
Spellbound to heed her beckon call.
Mostly it's the Joneses
Or perhaps the latest style
Maybe it's the teacher down the hall.
Lust will lie in waiting
Fame will die in hell
We all try to hide somewhere between
The hypocrites and righteous
Beware of what's for sale
When you're dealing with the politics of needs.
(chorus)

We all fall off the wagon
Be it habit or a vice
The devil's got your model, year and make.
Tonight when I meet him
Selling shiny cars
I wonder if we could settle on a trade.
(chorus)

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