Walkin' blind - U.S. Bombs

i cant sit here everyday melitin in yer sun decades

played in every craze heroes less than one a mon cries

her soldier died you were born confused a pawn claims

you won the game whos really the fool a spy that lies

for the other side cannot trust cannot renew no chance

no song and dance he cant hear the tune a junkie hype

in the city lights the outfit broke in two pullin in

the young and snuffin out yer youth a train goes by

hop another ride skip on the caboose yer plans still

lookin back leaves you on the tracks yer walkin blind

were not walkin they stop then keep on walkin