thinkpool

      *Lullaby*

When your place there even that
there is no safety net.
No hands are stretched to catch yet
What you see is what you get

You'd better know what you are doing
You'd better know what you've got
There ain't no else you'd cry
When you'll never gonna get another shot

You'd better know what you are doing
You'd better know what you've got
There ain't no else you'd cry
When you'll never gonna get another shot

I don't know what I have been told
Where there is money, they should be gone
When your train is blowing cold
you should have kept what you'd sought

And when your fingers are twisted
and all in a knot
There ain't no else you'd cry
When you'll never gonna get another shot

Huh~ Ah~Ah

There ain't no else you'd cry
When you'll never gonna get another shot

The man outside is a friend of mine
He looks sick, but says he's fine
Bring him in for a glass of wine
He will make your bright eyes shine

His mouth is on fire
His lips are white hot
There ain't no else you'd cry
When you'll never gonna get another shot

His mouth is on fire
His lips are white hot
There ain't no else you'd cry
When you'll never gonna get another shot

Ah

There ain't no else you'd cry
When you'll never gonna get another shot
..get... another shot.