| Have you never ever blamed youself |
| For all that was evil |
| Have you never ever been misjudged |
| By the jury of your equals |
| Wrong place, wrong time |
| With the smallest circumstanse |
| Could change your mind |
| And make you cross the line |
| We could lie until there’s no one left to use |
| We could cheat until there’s no one left to sue |
| We’ll make peace until there’s no one left to shoot |
| We’ll make love, until it becomes the truth |
| Ooohho, the gods get angry |
| Ooohho, and not to waste |
| Have you never ever blamed yourself |
| For all that was evil |
| Have you never ever been misjudged |
| By the jury of your equals |
| Wrong place, wrong time |
| With the smallest circumstanse |
| Could change your mind |
| And make you cross the line |
| We could lie until there’s no one left to use |
| We could cheat until there’s no one left to sue |
| We’ll make peace until there’s no one left to shoot |
| We’ll make love, until it becomes the truth |
| Ooohho, the gods get angry |
| Ooohho, and not to waste |
| Ooohho, the gods get angry |
| Ooohho, and not to waaaste |