Schemers Songtext
von Skaters

So you really got a problem
I hear you had a night in Harlem
You just can′t fake it
Our friends don't care
You held his hand until he let go
And now you′re resting on your sorrows
You've got to face him
And I just can't take it no more

I′ve got to let you know
I′ve got to feel it
You've got to let it go
I′ll show you off the ropes


Oh, cut it up until they succumb
You make new friends and then you rob 'em
I know as anybody knows
They′re dumb and dumb
And all your derelict friends
Oh, I would trade you in
We've all got problems
But I just can′t take it no more

I've got to let you know
I've got to feel it
You′ve got to let it go
I′ll show you off the ropes

In the wake of what you're feeling
Homicide

Pain is not what you think but what you do
And peace is seldom made without the violent coup
And in the wake of the dead
I hear it on the walls of the high school halls
And while I pledge my allegiance
Well, I can feel the secrets
Of a couple of schemers
The rebels and the mods and the crimson wilds
Well, they all die for the same cause
And in the past they showdown
Well, I don′t want to hear it no more


I've got to let you know
I′ve got to feel it
You've got to let it go
I′ll show you off the ropes