Lyric Dio

Don t look back and, He s your soldier
That sheet metal sound next door, Is keeping me awake
Janie s eyes are open, And my feet are killing me
If this isn t the truth, Don t look down
And He s your shoulder, That cheap little loud mouth whore
Is keeping me awake, The baby s eyes are open
And this heat is killing me, If this isn t the truth
Clap my hands, Slap my legs
I can t find it, But that sweet little bastard boy
Is breaking me a leg, Maybe mine is broken, I don t mind it