Seen this curse beforenCornered by a thousand ghostsnSo keep your friends close to younThere's nowhere good enough to hiden(Like you won't try)nYou're longing for the best disguisennSwam no foreign shoresnWhen you gave your friends awaynNo rain will ever wash this townnThe bridges they will burn like leavesn(Like you won't cry)nThere's honour here among these thievesnnSons of desertsnDaughters of dust cloudsnTold me about the lady of the lighthousenTippee-toed interminablynWhen I was longing for the best disguisenThere's honour here among these thievesnLonging for the best disguisen(There's nowhere you can run and hide)