Game Show Host
I am not a saviour, I am not a saint
I am not an angel who’s coming in
I don’t believe in anything pure like you do
So many times before, so many times and more
I taste the bitter sweet
So every now and then you hear my cursing tongue
Sometimes you go along
So now live on hope and fear no more
I am not a monk, I am not a silly dope
I want to bring it home, I want to make it clear
I want to tell you dear, all ends here
So now live on hope and fear no more
I am not a monk, I am not a silly dope
I want to bring it ho
I am not an angel who’s coming in
I don’t believe in anything pure like you do
So many times before, so many times and more
I taste the bitter sweet
So every now and then you hear my cursing tongue
Sometimes you go along
So now live on hope and fear no more
I am not a monk, I am not a silly dope
I want to bring it home, I want to make it clear
I want to tell you dear, all ends here
So now live on hope and fear no more
I am not a monk, I am not a silly dope
I want to bring it ho
When A Kid Goes Bad
take a look
at what i got
i can't promise
you a lot
but you and me
and the road ahead
i can't save
you from yourself
you gotta want it
all that's left
is you and me
and the road ahead
wherever that wind might blow
wherever that river rolls
you know i will go with you
looking over
the mountain’s crown
the water roars
and tumbles down
like you and me
and the road ahead
wherever that wind might blow
wherever that river rolls
you know i will go with you
just you and me
and the road ahead