To some of the souls
that refuse


To those that refuse
I raise my glass

(those that won't bend
break, die, fray, shatter,
conform, agree, sell-out
sell in
sell

don't like heaven,
ain't afraid a' hell)

Those that refuse not
to choose
who ain't afraid,
to crash, burn,
spurn, fry in the sun
bleed some more,
without regret)

To those whose money is all in their
soul and
in their life and in their
eyes

in their friends
in their
now