Backwoods

We can take our half out of the middle
When push comes to shove we'll make our way
What is the colour of our rainbow?
What is the price we have to pay?
What is the price we have to pay?

I was born in the backwoods
In a world cold and grey
Unaware of this city and its glow
But hard times drew me in
Like a gambler to the wheel
And lady luck will never let me go
Let me go

Well they say that money
Is the root of all that's bad
But I only believe that in part
For money's like a poison
Some can leave it where it stands
While others take it straight to the heart
They take it to the heart

Well I came upon my riches
In a cruel and ugly way
Call it tainted, call it shrewd, it's all the same
My heels are both covered
With the blood of luckless men
Who never should have bought into the game
But they bought into the game

Now the streets are all lined
With the bodies of the few
Who tried in vain to keep their city fair
But hell itself has surfaced
And it's crawled in every room
And a hard rain can't begin to find us there
Rain won't find us there

I was born in the backwoods
In a world cold and grey
Unaware of this city and it's glow
But Satan drew me in
Like a gambler to the wheel
And that son of a bitch won't let me go
Won't let me go