We're throwing all caution to the wind. It's better to think about what's ahead, than behind. Then maybe I've got a better chance at failure. But my mind has a clever way of turning all the worst to right, I've found. Oh, no. So tell them that you did it. No "maybe."


We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? No, what you've done? No.


We turn to the dirt with this cursed affair. A level the bullet pound, in the buried, we'll leave them. Oh how will they ever find their way to the road to a better place where the memories, they don't live to fade away. Oh, Lord.


So tell them that you did it. Oh, no. So tell them that you knew. Ditto. So tell them that you knew. No "maybe."


We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done?


It's the curse of the radio bye bye. Lock and load. It's the curse of the radio bye bye.


So tell them that you did it. Oh, no. So tell them that you knew. Ditto. So tell them that you knew. No "maybe."


We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done?


We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done? We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now, boy. Why are you afraid of what you've done?


We'll leave it on the radio, we're calling all cowards, now...