Chip off the block
Seems that I'm not
As good as I thought
Or as bad as you want

The line has been drawn
Which side are you on
Try to do it right
But everything is wrong

And so I stare at
The traits of the earth
Clear blue skies
To the deepest of dirt

The hand's stretched out
Look at why it's so pure
To the ten padlocks
Strapped on your front door

There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes

But can you tell
One from the next
Can you go down from zero

There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes

All lined up
From the east to the west
Black had more there
And the rest of it's shit

Who got in your head
Who told you those things
You better put 'em up
When you hear the bell ring

Seeing things clear
And the black is the night
And sometimes the good guys
They dont wear white

(NO!)

There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes

But can you tell
One from the next
Can you go down from zero

There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes

All lined up
From the east to the west
Black had more there
And the rest of it's shit

Gangsters and mobs
With their cheap trigger fingers
Too good I'm not
Just some lost rock singer

They all bent the rules
Men are traits of the trick
But give 'em one chance
And I swear they all switch

There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes

But can you tell
One from the next
Can you go down from zero

All lined up
From the east to the west
Black had more there
And the rest of it's shit