| Lyrics |
Beware the rotting wind
Of complacency
It loves to suck you in
Till you're history
If you can't afford the price
Of a fatal slip
You better learn to dance
To the master's whip(chorus)
Keep the tension on
It helps to keep the tension on
There's something to be said
For the sweating palm
There's nothing like the high>
From a ticking bomb
You've got to put yourself
To the acid test
Or let your life decay
In a fat-cat's restrepeat chorus
All day long I dream I'm outside
On the hundredth floor
Down below are people - screaming
Feel their tension soarrepeat chorus
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