By All Means Necessary - Ian Brown

Even though you did me wrong well still I wish you well

But by all means necessary you can go to hell

We’re over the line, now all out of time

And try as you might but you don’t have a hope in hell

I don’t play the games you play 'cause I don’t have the time

Twenty five thousand days if you’re so luck you’re born to die

Please don’t cry, 'cause we’re all gonna die

And through your salty eyed sight, I’ll see you in my wishing well

Sister and others, yes my brothers, higher still we climb

A little older standing goes a long way to divine

Awake and alive, just trying to get by Just trying to stay high, just trying to get by Avoiding the lies, just trying to get by And cherish the time, just trying to get by Just trying to stay high

Even though you did me wrong well still I wish you well

But by all means necessary you can go to hell

By all means necessary, by all means necessary

By all means necessary