The sanest days are mad 
Why don't you find out for yourself ? 
Then you'll see the price 
Very closely 

Some men here 
They have a special interest 
In your career 
They wanna help you to grow 
And then syphon all your dough 
Why don't you find out for yourself ? 
Then you'll see the glass 
Hidden in the grass 

You'll never believe me, so 
Why don't you find out for yourself ? 
Sick down to my heart 
That's just the way it goes 

Some men here 
They know the full extent of 
Your distress 
They kneel and pray 
And they say : 
"Long may it last" 

Why don't you find out for yourself ?
Then you'll see the glass 
Hidden in the grass 
Bad [bad word] and go 
For which you must allow 
Sick down to my heart 
That's just the way it goes 

Don't rake up my mistakes 
I know exactly what they are 
And ... what do YOU do ? 
Well ... you just SIT THERE 
I've been stabbed in the back 
So many many times 
I don't have any skin 
But that's just the way it goes