Текст песни John Wesley Harding - Other Peoples Failure
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Maybe youre insecureNeck deep in lifes manureMaybe your hearts impureInured to all small compensationsMaybe youre born to loseCould be caught out or confusedWearing the condemned mans shoesWorn out, beyond a warningThere might be one million ills that ail yaBut why do you take pleasure in other peoples failure? Each day since time beganYoull meet a modest manWho says he understandsYour plans, your dreams, your schemes, your feelingsBut rather you than meThats his mentalityHes a slave to gravityAnd he watches laughing as you fall downHe doesnt even have to nail yaThats why he takes pleasure in other peoples failureIt is a rule of thumbInside the coliseumThat when the time will comeWed rather see the losers slaughteredAnd no-one can resistThis vicarious kissIt is our greatest blissThe twist that gives success its flavourA psychopathic psychedelia....Thats why we take pleasure in other peoples failure