Paroles de The Joker

Children of the future speeding Playing blackjack at a bent casino And the Joker's standing at the door Laughing at the world The future was murdered at the font The cradle of hope has died >From his flame of blood and money And in the dark he's incandescent Danced amongst the dying children Walked into a smoke-filled room And the Joker cares only for the Joker I don't care about the future Now today in all our greed All we want is sex and money If life's about speed and power As we race towards our fate, the grave There's no one here that you can save But is there something all that wrong Go to hell and don't come back So do your crime and pay no time The Joker murders for his life But in this world there's death or glory He destroys the world of millions And nurtures gifts form bent black money The Joker lives from his black lies The Joker laughs the Joker cries The Joker is, you and The Joker kills the Joker dies