Hand Of Fools (Out Of Control) Lyrics

Roger Taylor Hand Of Fools (Out Of Control)

OOH… OOH… OOH…
OOH… OOH… OOH…
OOH… THE TIME, THE TIME, THE TIME…

STREETS ECHO THE LAST RETREAT,
DUST FALLS TO THE GROUND
A MOTHER CRIES “HELP!”
WHILE WALKING IN PARADISE,
LOOK AROUND AND YOU´LL SEE
WE´RE STRIPPING IT BARE!
SOON THERE´LL BE NO PLACE TO TURN

WHO PLAYS THE HAND OF FOOLS?
WITH WHO´S GOD GIVEN RIGHT?
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL,
DON´T IT SHOW?

WHILE PROFIT OILS THE BIG MACHINES
AND WE´RE SHORT CHANGED THE FACTS
WHERE DOES IT STOP?!
THE LIFEBLOOD IS SLIPPING AWAY – EVERY DAY

AND WHO PLAYS THE HAND OF FOOLS?
WITH WHO´S GOD GIVEN RIGHT?
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL,
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL
AND WHO PLAYS THE HAND OF FOOLS
IN A WAR TORN AND SAVAGE PLACE?
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL
AND IT CHILLS TO THE BONE

OH… OH…

AND WHO PLAYS THE HAND OF FOOLS?
WITH WHO´S GOD GIVEN RIGHT?
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL,
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL
AND WHO PLAYS THE HAND OF FOOLS
IN A WAR TORN AND SAVAGE PLACE?
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL
AND IT CHILLS TO THE BONE
AND WHO PLAYS THE HAND OF FOOLS?
WITH WHO´S GOD GIVEN RIGHT?
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL,
IT´S OUT OF CONTROL
OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH,
OOH, OOH, OOH, OOH
OOH…
ZA-ZA-ZOO…