One Slight Wrong Move

[Verse 1]
Under the stairs, beyond the neon lamp, the champs are thinking
She does not care to sit and stare, her blood eyes blinking
She works forever, each and every day
And she's reminded of every small mistake
And she's descended from a long-forgotten race

And so she walks all of her precious trails the wrong direction
She does not talk, but rather recommends with good intentions
She walks forever, at an even pace
And she remembers every last detail
And she's been counted every single way

[Chorus]
She says "A hundred million people could be wrong
A hundred million people could be wrong
A hundred million people have been wrong before
A hundred million people could be wrong."

[Verse 2]
And we could wait for him to make just one slight wrong move
Ain't it a shame when he walks away with just one slight wrong move
And we work forever each and every day
And we surrender anyway, in so many different ways

[Chorus]
We said "A hundred million people can be wrong
A hundred million people could be wrong
A hundred million people could be wrong
A hundred million people have been wrong before
A hundred million people could be wrong."