From a clear blue sky and turn it off again,I can strike your body and relieve your pain,I can strike your body and relieve your pain and charm the whistle off an evening train,you give something up for everything you gain, since every pleasures got an edge of pain, since every pleasures got an edge of pain,pay the ticket and stop complaining,when all your mentors have their plastic,at your feet to convince you of your pain, trying to prove to you that you conclusions should be more drastic, Queen tshego?? ............ That could hold your dear lady from going insane,that could ease you and cool you and cease the pain,well my sense of humanity is going down the drain, behind every beautiful thing, there some kind of pain, nobody really feels any pain, as I stand inside the rain....