Masters of the World

Masters of the World
We have no manners
We have no shame
Were looking for a place to stay
We take no shortcuts
We need no help, in the backseat something to share

We have no money, we have no job, all we have is that old black guitar
We have no time, we have no songs, everybody, welcome to the show!
Dancing with the dangers
Screaming at the sun
Sinking in the noises
We have deep black eyes
Playing with four jokers
Losing all we have
Would you come, would you come with us?
We are the masters of the world
We meet nobody, nobody till the end
We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd
We are the masters of the world
We meet nobody, nobody till the end
We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd
And all the statements fall apart, when you come we will be so far
In foreign countries, or in this land
Keep on playing, we were born to run
Dancing with the dangers
Screaming at the sun
Sinking in the noises
We have deep black eyes
Playing with four jokers
Losing all we have
Would you come, would you come with us?

We are the masters of the world
We meet nobody, nobody till the end
We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd
We are the masters of the world
We meet nobody, nobody till the end
We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd
We are the masters of the world
We meet nobody, nobody till the end
We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd
We are the masters of the world
We meet nobody, nobody till the end
We are the masters of the world, and you can see the crowd