Russ Ballard Madman
He waits in the arena
The crowd call for his blood
He falls bleedin'
As he drags his cross through the mud
There's thunder in the heaven
Lions are movin' in
Hang your head, Centurion
This time you won't win
It's not too late, if not for fate
It could be you or I
Madman, what do you think about?
Madman, why do they scream and shout?
Tell me the thoughts that are in your head
Madman, would it be better dead?
It's not too late, if not for fate
It could be you or I
Eyes that see no one
A mouth that don't speak
He don't ask no questions
What a mind don't see, it don't seek
He's walking in the garden
Hе's stalking the lake
As he plans his commando raid
Onе more cigarette, then over the top
Hey, madman, are you afraid?
It's not too late, if not for fate
It could be you or I
Madman, what do you think about?
Madman, why do they scream and shout?
Tell me the thoughts that are in your head
Madman, would it be better dead?
It's not too late, if not for fate
It could be you or I
(Tell me, what are people around me?)
(Hungry and needy? Lonely and sad?)
(The world must be mad)
(The world must be mad)
It's not too late, if not for fate
It could be you or I
It's not too late, if not for fate
It could be you or I
It's not too late, if not for fate
It could be you or I
Madman, what do you think about?
Madman, why do they scream and shout?
Tell me the thoughts that are in your head
Madman, would it be better dead?
Madman, what do you think about?
Madman, why do they scream and shout?
Tell me the thoughts that are in your head
Madman, would it be better dead?
Madman, what do you think about?
Madman, why do they scream and shout?
Tell me the thoughts that are in your head
Madman, would it be better dead?
Madman
Madman
Tell me
Madman
