Karaoké Badman's Song Tears for Fears

One, two, three, four

Heard every word that was said that night

When the light of the world put the world to right

Well here's to the boys back in six-two-eight

Where an ear to the wall was a twist of fate

I will shine a blinding light

Through those hearts as black as night

Sticks and stones may break my bones

But at least the seeds of love will be sown

Now once in a while when I feel no shame

I get down on my knees and I pray for rain

And though the breeze blows gently while I state my case

There'll be certain men waiting just to scratch my face

Hand on my heart

I will make a stand

For the life and the times of the mirrorman

In my head there is a mirror

When I've been back

I've been wrong

Food for the saints that are quick to judge me

Hope for a Badman

This is the Badman's Song

Well Guilt in the frame of the looking-glass

Puts a shine on the mind where reflections pass

Where the jigsaw pieces of a broken man

Try and fit themselves together again

Lies in disguise in the name of trust

Put your head in the sand it will turn to dust

What's your problem

What's your curse

Won't it make the matter worse

In my head

In my head there is a mirror there is a mirror

When I've been bad

When I've been bad

I've been wrong

I've been wrong

Food for the saints

Food for the saints that are quick to judge me that are quick to judge me

Hope for a Badman

Hope for a Badman

This is the Badman's Song

This is the Badman's Song

Oh, oh

Huh, huh

Hee

And they say

Faith can move mountains

Faith can move mountains

Fire can cleanse your soul

Faith can move mountains

But mind over matter won't

But mind over matter won't you stop all your chatter no you stop all your chatter no

Faith can move mountains

Faith can move mountains

But mind over matter won't

But mind over matter won't you stop all your chatter no

I heard every word that was said that night

When the light of the world put the world to right

When I hear soft whispers at the break of day

Sweet talking boys who can do no wrong

When the stories are tall as the day is long

With such a thin line drawn between friend and foe

Lord help me now and bless my soul

Look at yourself

Look at yourself see how you lie see how you lie

Your hands start shaking

Your hands start shaking and you don't know why and you don't know why

Look at yourself

Look at yourself see how you lie see how you lie

Your hands start shaking

Your hands start shaking they start shaking they start shaking

Look at yourself

Look at yourself see how you lie see how you lie

Your hands start shaking

Your hands start shaking and you and you don't know why

Don't know, don't know don't know why

Look at yourself

Look at yourself see how you lie see how you lie

Your hands start shaking

Your hands start shaking shaking, shaking, shaking shaking, shaking

Don't know why

Don't know why

No you don't know why

Ooh, ooh

Well there's food for the saints that are quick to judge me

Oh ooh

Oh

In my head there is a mirror

When I've been bad

I've been really

I've been wrong really, really wrong

Food for the saints

Food for the saints that are quick to judge me that are so quick to judge me

Hope for a Badman

Hope for a Badman for a Badman

This here is the Badman's Song

In my head there is a mirror

There is a mirror

When I've been bad

When I've been bad

I've been really, really

I've been wrong really wrong

Food for the saints

Woow

Food for the saints that are quick to judge me

That are so quick to judge me

Hope, hope

Hope for a Badman

Hope for a badman

For a Badman

This is the Badman's Song