This is no good way out
  But it's a challenge or so I see it
  Death's head upon my wall
  A field lies nothing but disorder
  
  No good can come of this
  Whatsoever I can tell you
  No good will come of this
  The road to happiness I never knew
  
  I read a letter I never sent
  And saw me smiling on a picture
  This is nothing I remember
  Whatever made me feel so
  
  There are children
  On the freeway
  I have my ways
  Playing with death