Crooked Road

What would you say, what would you think
If I told you that I don't want to win
That the spirit of punk is still strong and alive
And that I don't intend to give up
And pretend that a new suit can cover
The stains on my skin, the fact that I'm into people
That have no interest in reaching the top?
Would I still be considered to be someone
You could put up with and handle?
In that case I wonder if you too admire the life
Of the ones below the light of success
And if yes, I'd might be someone
You'd like to join on a crooked road
What would you say, what would you do
If I told you that I'm through being cool
That the games that we played and the way we behaved
Is making me feel ashamed but I hope I have changed
I mean to the better
But how about you
How do you do now still breaking through
Enjoying the view from the top?
Would I still be considered to be someone
You could put up with and handle?
In that case, I wonder if you too admire the life
Of the ones below the light of success
And if yes, you might be someone
I'd like to join on a crooked road
But I would refuse another step with you
If you can´t take to get some dirt on your expensive boots
But if you like me, are not too hard to please
Then there might be a possibility
In that case, I wonder if you too admire the life
Of the ones below the light of success
And if yes, you might be someone
I'd like to join on a crooked road