The Cult - Bad Medicine Waltz

It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach out my hand, I reach out my hand For that bad medicine The crowds are full of heroes, propping up the mark With their empty goals, it's starting And it's raining and the porno burns my eyes Wipe away the tear with the skin from my hide Don't you give into that bad medicine Keep on smiling It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall Oh, it's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I've heard about this new world you're building But will there be room for me? It's starting And it's raining and the porno burns my eyes Wipe away the tear with the skin from my hide Reach out for that bad medicine Ooh, feel your skin burn, feel your soul turn Don't you give into, don't you give into That bad medicine, bad medicine Smile, it may take a while But it's better than being nailed to the floor Spit in their face if they stare while you're down Don't reach out for that bad medicine Don't reach out for that bad medicine Try smiling or smile or smile, bad medicine get hold of Bad medicine get hold of you, wipe away the tears With the skin from my hide, wipe away the tears With the skin from my hide It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach out my hand, I reach out my hand For that bad medicine, don't you give into Don't you give into that bad medicine, that bad medicine Mm, bad medicine, mm, bad medicine