Had to make a trade....wouldn't take it on faith
top of the line...beg, borrow, steal and a fast escape
something bout a house of bricks...solitude and a pint of 
gin
wait till the bricks are dry, and start all over again

played for a fool...what can I say ? no regrets
something about finishing school... something that you 
ain't learned yet
blood! blood money!
blood! blood money!

says that he's been thinking... so he lays his money down
I got a big ol truck... tape deck, speakers in the back
take a walk after last call... and work it out on a sneak 
attack-tack yeah

played for a fool...what can I say ? no regrets
something about finishing school... something that you 
ain't learned yet
blood! blood money!
blood! blood money!