So you think you found a way of living
That prevents you losin' any sleep
Well my friend, take this that I'm giving
It's your piece of mind you ought to keep
You'll run into trouble, for sure
By living behind a locked door
Mmm
Will you run the risk of being taunted
By doin' what you wanna do?
Or do you prefer to have your whole life haunted?
By the one who choose to care for you?
Where are their motives, my friend, mm?
Take care your still there at the end
Watch out for winter, it'll bite you with cold
Black spirits tryin' hard to bribe you with gold
Yeah
Would you steal a nickel from a blind man?
Well right now, do believe you would
It's not the thought of you doin' it that hurts me
It's the mind behind it that's no good
If this is your way, I don't want to know
There's only so far I can go
I won't go no further, not for you or anyone
I have my own ideas of what should be done
Yeah
What should be done?
What should be done?
(Ooo, paa)
(Ooo, paa)
(Ooo, paa)
What should be done?
I wanna hear