Fortune

And nothing seems to matter

When I'm on your side

I'm breaking my back

Then you lost your pride

And if it all gets too much

There's things you can do

To end it all now

Or see it all through

And give me no words

There's things to be said

To escape with a fortune

Your blood will be spared

And wisdom is your virtue

I hear them all scream

Led away to their own fates

And I believe in your dreams

Poor people on the issue

Come fight for what's right

Go take what's yours

On the day of your voice

I need you, oh

And the ? ghastly tomes?

...?

Me and a friend

...? moon

Just me and a friend

And they got us books? now

Or else we're never gonna get out of here