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Text: Entombed. To Ride, Shoot Straight And Speak The Truth. Boats.

Went for the money
No way to please them all
Have had a go
It just felt so small

Can't wait forever for someone to tuck you in
With no good name to lose you have everything to win

O man, when it's good it's great
When bad it's still OK

I'm just glad when it comes my way

Reached up to "god"
The guy in control and said
"Hey man, listen let's settle this once and for all"
Sometimes silence, he said, is my way of saying no
But look twice and you're told everything in what I show