[Verse 1]
I hope you're only joking
I can't believe it's true
To take away my freedom
I know it's nothing new
It doesn't touch your conscience
To jumble up my mind
A two-way stretch, it's not perfect
No matter what you find

[Verse 2]
The feeling is relentless
There's nothing you can prove
I'm meeting with the roughnecks
Forget about the smooth
When everything's permitted
Authority to kill
A sudden way to cultivate
Destruction over will

[Pre-Chorus]
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief

[Chorus]
Could've been a contender
Though the chances were slender
You gave me the gun
But my hands were tied
When sweet things turn sour
Keep the colonels in power
Now that's what I call the great divide (Great divide)

[Verse 3]
I'm looking for a reason
I'll help you let me go
Don't bite the hand that feeds them
If you've nothing more to show
With every step that's taken
You're nearer to the end
A void that's smart and full of heart
A nation to defend

[Verse 4]
It seems to get me going
But maybe I'm a fool
I've hurt you without knowing
Stop it showing as a rule
Accept your points are valid
Right away from one to ten
Ignore it or try not to force
Step forward once again

[Pre-Chorus]
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief

[Chorus]
Could've been a contender
Though the chances were slender
You gave me the gun
But my hands were tied
When sweet things turn sour
Keep your colonels in power
Now that's what I call the great divide (Great divide)

[Verse 1]
I hope you're only joking
I can't believe it's true
To take away my freedom
I know it's nothing new
It doesn't touch your conscience
To jumble up my mind
A two-way stretch, it's not perfect
No matter what you find

[Verse 2]
The feeling is relentless
There's nothing you can prove
I'm meeting with the roughnecks
Forget about the smooth
When everything's permitted
Authority to kill
A sudden way to cultivate
Destruction over will

[Chorus]
Could've been a contender
Though the chances were slender
You gave me the gun
But my hands were tied
When sweet things turn sour
Keep the colonels in power
Now that's what I call the great divide (Great divide)

Could've been a contender
Though the chances were slender
You gave me the gun
But my hands were tied
When sweet things turn sour
Keep the colonels in power
Now that's what I call the great divide (Great divide)

Could've been a contender
Though the chances were slender
You gave me the gun
But my hands were tied
When sweet things turn sour
Keep the colonels in power
Now that's what I call the great divide (Great divide)