Tuesday, March 30, 2010

720 : 3/30/00 : Edge

It doesn’t pay to fool around
around the edge
This world’s a sucker bet
and we all hedge
trying to get the odds on our side
knowing we can get taken for a ride
any time at all
one day we all take the fall
Isn’t it a shame we
have to go away
leave this place forever
until judgment day
until then at the edge you’ll find me
until the great machine unwinds me
and feeds me into the endless loop
another dim child fortune’s dupe
It doesn’t pay to fool around
when you’re at your rope’s end
trying to be strong and wait
For what’s around the next bend
Maybe it’s as good as it gets
So sorry there are no safe bets

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

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