Nine Black Alps

Funny how the good half live yeah
Funny how they really live
Drag you down and pull you in and
Tell you nice you'll never win
Pretty good at laying low
It's the only place you'll ever go
Prison doors sound like wedding bells as you
Ask for change at the wishing well
I don't like this place
I don't like what it's become
You can hide your face
You can always hide your guns
Shot down
Spun round