Stop

To stop
To have the self control
Oh glory be
Ma'hat Ma'soul

Yet try as will
My yin says yang
'cause the jealous one
Has razored fangs

And try I do
Oh honest guv
But the me that trys
Ain't the one I love

He's the one that's real
The honest guy
Who gets slapped down
And is made to cry

Stop he shouts
Stop right now
And prepares himself
For a fearful row

So battle commences
It's me and him
The good the bad
And the rest join in

The lines are drawn
On either side
Pragmatism fights
With rage and pride

Whilst Logic wafts
Around the edge
And wins a few
Pathetic dregs

All Self control
Has fled the scene
And is on the way
To fund the dream... the dream... the dream.