Walking down the path I couldn't find the open way, The sun was quickly setting bringing now to yesterday. Tried to call for help but no steel idol to be found. What surely lies ahead brings me down to naked ground.
Hold on the light, dancing round the fire it was oh so bright. Hold on the day, dancing round the fire could not betray.
They came from 'neath the trees with a red gleam in their eyes. Looked me over closely, tossed me in the fire to die. Crawled out of it so quickly before they had the chance, To chant out all their praises in the choruses of trance.
Hold on the light, dancing round the fire it was oh so bright. Hold on the way, dancing round the fire may shame dismay.
Roll on over, running from the devil was spellbound.
One of them came over, a sheem female it appeared. Bent down next to me and whispered in my flippin' ear. Take the western trail of hope, run quickly as you can. Never turn around and look, even if you feel a hand.
Hold on the light, dancing round the fire it was oh so bright. Hold all concern, dancing round the fire before you burn.
Got back to my truck in time but couldn't find the keys. Evil found me sitting there and brought me to my knees. Made me do the belly button, filled me up with hate. Said this is how the story ends, turning up my losing fate.
Hold on the light, dancing round the fire it was oh so bright. Hold on the way, dancing round the fire may shame dismay.
Roll on over, running from the devil was spellbound.
In the year 2036 the US-DA approved the drug FOY-22 for human use. This drug stopped the aging process. The initial dose was given away free to all. But what they didn't tell anyone it only had a life span of 22 yrs. After that a booster was required - unfortunately most people couldn't afford it - thus creating a black market for street alternatives which people went around begging for before their initial dose ran out.
Lyrics:
Hey Mister tell me a story, about the way life used to be. Hey Mister give me a 20, so I can find my destiny. (chorus) Begging people passing by, pain so bad I cannot cry. One fix will last another year, without it youth will disappear. Run Run Run Run finding a fix, Run Run Run Run no damn crucifix.
Hey Mister give me a 30, so I can climb my family tree. Hey Mister give me a 40, so I can see my son to be.
Chorus
The US-DA task force today announced a severe shortage of the drug FOY-22. They fully understand the severity of the situation and are sorry for any inconvenience this may cause the general public.
Hey Mister, give me a 50, so I can live to three hundred and three. Hey Mister, give me a 60, so I don't lose my memories.
Chorus
Beg for you life, don't hesitate before the aging starts to incubate. whatever is scrounged is better than none, before you brain cells are down to one.
