Chip off the block
Seems that I'm not
As good as I thought
Or as bad as you want
The line has been drawn
Which side are you on
Try to do it right
But everything is wrong
And so I stare at
The traits of the earth
Clear blue skies
To the deepest of dirt
The hand's stretched out
Look at why it's so pure
To the ten padlocks
Strapped on your front door
There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes
But can you tell
One from the next
Can you go down from zero
There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes
All lined up
From the east to the west
Black had more there
And the rest of it's shit
Who got in your head
Who told you those things
You better put 'em up
When you hear the bell ring
Seeing things clear
And the black is the night
And sometimes the good guys
They dont wear white
(NO!)
There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes
But can you tell
One from the next
Can you go down from zero
There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes
All lined up
From the east to the west
Black had more there
And the rest of it's shit
Gangsters and mobs
With their cheap trigger fingers
Too good I'm not
Just some lost rock singer
They all bent the rules
Men are traits of the trick
But give 'em one chance
And I swear they all switch
There ain't nothin'
But heroes and villians
More villians than heroes
But can you tell
One from the next
Can you go down from zero
All lined up
From the east to the west
Black had more there
And the rest of it's shit