Stranger کے بول

Here I am with a bible in my hand Trying really hard to understand Something I don't think anybody can Namely man's inhumanity to man Here I am with a bottle in my hand Trying to escape from my fellow man Trying to remember what it means to be a man Feeling like a stranger in a strange land Nobody here can tell me I fight a losing fight Nobody can convince me I don't know wrong from right You call each other brothers And when you turn your backs You try to kill each other Mad dogs in a pack Stranger All my life I've been a stranger Stranger And life keeps getting stranger Stranger Here I am with a weapon in my hand Trying to defend myself from my fellow man Hanging on to sanity by a slender strand Violence was never any part of the plan Common sense doesn't seem to apply Good advice cannot help me to get by Over time all the rules they have been changed Overnight things have really gotten strange Nobody here can tell me I fight a losing fight Nobody can convince me I don't know wrong from right You call each other brothers And when you turn your backs You try to kill each other Mad dogs in a pack Stranger...