Testo Spiral

This must be the downwards spiral of decay Ripping off the skin of the earth There's no time for compassion or fair-play Time's money and truth a flirt There is good and there is eveil But freedom is freedom you say And oh you believe in heaven and hell You're on the wrong way they say No gods accepted, only credit cards No more magic no more mystery Only glamour, pain and academy awards No reality, no pity Just stop stopping, just stop starting Count your notes and consult your P.C. Don't remember what you're forgetting This definitely isn't a place for me to be This spiral keeps turning Turning the wrong way