A loss of nerve man
Ain't no way to make wrongs right
Never wanna seek confrontation
but don't you stand so close to my knife
I got a lot of thorny thoughts
gong banging till my arms are shot
Poor friendless Raymond, I give all that I got

I won't roll over, I won't play dead
I won't keep dining on the insides of my head

Like an ol' dog with no burden of ignorance
Never want to make lame excuses
or keep my nose in the air like a prince
Some terrible beauty like Machiavelli
Poor friendless bastard but got a skeleton key

And I won't roll over, I won't sit down
I'll keep on following the scent like a driven bloodhound

Be the real deal, if it hurts at least I can feel
An easy target without a weapon
Sometimes wound too tight
but I'm digging in with all my might
And I'll plunge in to life
Head on, head on
Head on, head on
Head on, head on
Ah yeah!

Like an ol' dog with no burden of ignorance
Like an ol' dog with no burden of ignorance
Like an ol' dog
Like an ol' dog
Poor friendless bastard

I won't roll over, I won't play dead
I'd rather take it from the hand of some villain instead

And be the real deal, if it hurts at least I can feel
An easy target without a weapon
Sometimes wound too tight
but I'm digging in with all my might
And I'll plunge into life head on, yeah
Be the real deal, every injury is gonna heal
So bring on the bite from any python
Sometimes wound too tight
but I won't go down without a good fight
And I'll always plunge into life
Head on, head on
Head on, head on
Head on, head on
Head on, head on
Head on
Head on
Head on
Head on