[Verse 1]
I got my head in my hands again
I got my heart in my fist again
I think my soul's gonna twist again
Head in my hands, heart in my fist, soul doing the twist

[Verse 2]
And we'll be seeing you often again
Out on the streets you'll be killing again
You'll have a kid in a coffin again

[Chorus]
I can't make up my mind
I couldn't do it cause
I couldn't take time
You can't make up your mind
You couldn't do it cause you don't have one
Don't ask me for a dime, you're poor
And we can't hurt you, we can't hurt you no more
So you come on down, kick around
Leave 'em in the gutter to bleed
Then you come on back tomorrow, you can do it again
You're causing me pain
I make enough money that you walk away
Walk back down the streets
Teaching the young your evil ways
So you went upstairs, washed your hands
Come back down, get 'em dirty again
Oh, yes, you went up stairs washed your hands
Come back down, get 'em dirty again
[Verse 3]
I got my head in my hands again
I got my heart in my fist again
I think my soul's gonna do twist again
And we'll be seeing you often again

[Chorus]
I can't make up my mind
I couldn't do it cause
I couldn't take time
You can't make up your mind
You couldn't do it cause you don't have one
Don't ask me for a dime, you're poor
And we can't hurt you, we can't hurt you no more
So you come on down, kick around
Leave 'em in the gutter to bleed
Then you come on back tomorrow, you can do it again
You're causing me pain
I make enough money that you walk away
Walk back down the streets, teaching the young your evil ways
So you went upstairs, washed your hands
Come back down, get 'em dirty again
Oh, yes, you went up stairs washed your hands
Come back down, get 'em dirty again

[Outro]
I got my head in my hands again
I got my heart in my fist again
I think my soul's gonna do the twist again
You'll have a kid in a coffin again