There was a problem that was posed upon them 
there was a riddle awaiting to be solved 
they hit the stage and all they played was bullshit 
they hit the stage but didn't hit a note 
think and brood on what might be the answer 
rack your brain in your struggle for the truth 
so many years they pondered then they sorted it out 
too much boozing all the day before the show 
so many years then they create the iron law 
no more drinking on the day before the show 
but rules for fools 
will fool the foolish 
you think you made it 
you framed a guideline 
you thought of all now 
but you will see 
they soon played well, you saw them in the billboard 
they soon played well and they reputation grew 
but in the backstage no one heard them laughing 
in the backstage they were feeling blue 

think and brood on what might be the answer 
rack your brain in your struggle for the truth 
so many years they pondered then they sorted it out 
your will is free and that is all that life's about 
so many years, then they abolished their own law 
and every second show they're drinking as before 
but rules for fools 
will fool the foolish 
you think you made it 
you framed a guideline 
you thought of all now 
but you will see 
and when you hear them play like hell 
which show is it now, can you tell? 
But rules for fools 
will fool the foolish 
you think you made it 
you framed a guideline 
you thought of all now 
but rules for fools 
will fool the foolish 
you think you made it 
you framed a guideline 
you thought of all now 
but you will see