When I look back upon my shoulder
and see what I’ve been through
No turning back, that game is over,
but it could still break through

As time goes by, we see the tide
going back and forth
Nothing to hide, no shame but pride
What are you looking for?

A pound of flesh when bowels moulder
and no one cares but you
Beliefs, convictions, blind opinions,
a fading flesh tattoo

Going frostbite, feel numb and tired,
back’s against the wall
Still getting high, air rarefied
The higher, the harder the fall

And I could never get by that dropping dime
Dinner’s on the house
It feels like I got that free pass to rides
But don’t let it rouse
Don’t even grouse

And when you see through smoke and mirrors
Spirit off and down
Tap on your back, you’re getting bigger
They price tag you half-crown

You give your soul
Away for gold
No surprise at all
Except for the pay
And, by the way
Though you’d have a ball?

And I could never get by that dropping dime
Dinner’s on the house
It feels like I got that free pass to rides
What is it all about?

And I believe there’s no such thing as free lunch
But dinner’s on the house
It’s hard to tell when all you’ve got is just a hunch
What is it all about?
Don’t let it rouse
No other routes
Don’t even grouse
Are you a man or a mouse?

When I look back upon my shoulder
and see what I’ve been through