Songtext

I stepped in from the backdoor,
a poor man with a dark muddy shadow.
And here i stand with a torch in my hand,
and i will scream my lungs out against the doom.
Nothing’s changed, neither their names
and all the hypocracy is still the same.
Same old lies, same old liars
sharpen their knifes. Hail their backstabbing-style.

You can’t bring me down
You can’t bring me down

Whoa, the chicken’s getting wicked again.
She’s screamin and she’s yellin. Explaining is in vain.
She’s a kind of workman who blames her tools.
She wolf in a sheepskin. Knee-deep in her system.
Nobody comes out alive! Nobody comes out alive!
Nobody comes out alive! What goes around comes back around.

You can’t bring me down
You can’t bring me down

Blow smoke! She teases her teeth again.
Sick twisted sister from another land.
You better get back to your drawning board.
Even thou i hate you, i wasn’t born to hate.

But nobody comes out alive! Nobody comes out alive!
Nobody comes out alive! What goes around comes back around.

You can’t bring me down
You can’t bring me down