I can stare at these fuzzy dice all day 
As they hang and dangle their life away 
I can memorize all the names in the telephone book

I can grovel on the ground on my knees I'll pray 
But this blood on my hands still won't wash away 
And this heavy metal cross that is chained to my neck 
Drags my nose in the ground and keeps my attitude meek

This burden on my back is mixing acid in the flak 
My never-ending stack of sins is pulling in the slack 
While wild blood thirsty villains rid my pockets of their gold 
My tale of grief and strife may never live long to be told

Take it slow and educate the young and old 
Or they'll never know , they'll never know
Take it slow and educate the young and old 
Or they'll never know what that burning shard of steel 
Sticking out of their heart is called

In this high society where I stay 
I can hang and dangle my life away 
I've a birds eye view of the town where my mind was opened

When those spikes were pounded in my palms my sanity frayed 
I've got a crystal clear vision of the alley where we played 
These tattered robes and flattered troves
Propane stoves and garlic cloves 
Can close my eyes and tear my clothes
I'll never care, I'll never know

Take it slow and educate the young and old 
Or they'll never know , they'll never know
Take it slow and educate the young and old 
Or they'll never know what that burning shard of steel 
Sticking out of their heart is called