[Instrumental] [Verse 1] Well, hard times never quite seem to end Runnin down this road again Singin Oh, you dont know the shape Im in As Im headin outta town Well, Im out here clingin to the breeze again Waitin on a second wind But the wheels are shakin and the moneys thin To go another round [Chorus] Well, fall on your knees, kick up your heels Sparks flyin from a spinnin wheel Either hold to the light or to darkness yield When your old playground turns a battlefield Your old playground turns a battlefield [Verse 3] Did you hear that new law of the land? Every man gainst every man They say a piece of cold steel in every hand Will help it settle down Theyll get that trouble all in your mind Fear grows and a heart dies Start buildin walls and drawin lines Waitin for the trumpet sound [Chorus] Fall on your knees, kick up your heels Sparks flying from a spinning wheel Either hold to the light, or to darkness yield When your old playground turns a battlefield Your old playground turns a battlefield [Instrumental] [Verse 3] Aint no matter where, in every case You find the workingest folks in the torndownest place Where the layers of a lie are peeled Well, you take a drink, Ill take one too Wouldnt it be fine to think it true that We aint just players for the wellheeled And that their playground aint your battlefield That your own hometown aint a battlefield [Verse 4] Aint it all just a game A few lost and a few gained Dollarslives, well, its all the same When youre so far off the ground While back here down on the earth Hands ache and feet hurt One takes the pain and one takes the perks And dares to doubledown [Chorus] Well, fall on your knees, kick up your heels Sparks flying from a spinning wheel Either hold to the light, or to darkness yield When your old playground is a battlefield Your old playground is a battlefield
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