作词 : Child, DeMartini, Pearcy You're a fake, you're a snake You're a sleazy operator Always on the take You're a liar, you're a cheat You're good at starin' fires but You can't take the heat You're gonna get it now... You're gonna get what's comin' to you You won't forget this time... (The tables turnin' round and now it's) Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be Sherlock But you ain't got a clue Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a doctor But you're sick as a flu You're a user, you're a slime You better look somewhere else For someone else to climb You're a loser, out of time You'd send your momma up the river To make a lousy dime You're gonna get it now... You're gonna get what's comin' to you You won't forget it this time... (The tables turnin' round and now it's) Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be Sherlock But you ain't got a clue Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a doctor But you're sick as a flu Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a surgeon But I'll cut you right through Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a preacher But it's hell I'll send you to
作词 : Child, DeMartini, Pearcy You're a fake, you're a snake You're a sleazy operator Always on the take You're a liar, you're a cheat You're good at starin' fires but You can't take the heat You're gonna get it now... You're gonna get what's comin' to you You won't forget this time... (The tables turnin' round and now it's) Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be Sherlock But you ain't got a clue Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a doctor But you're sick as a flu You're a user, you're a slime You better look somewhere else For someone else to climb You're a loser, out of time You'd send your momma up the river To make a lousy dime You're gonna get it now... You're gonna get what's comin' to you You won't forget it this time... (The tables turnin' round and now it's) Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be Sherlock But you ain't got a clue Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a doctor But you're sick as a flu Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a surgeon But I'll cut you right through Heads I win, tails you lose I may not be a preacher But it's hell I'll send you to
