We are the bastards of Eden,<br />
or so it seems.<br />
Another orphan dreaming,<br />
of what they can bring.<br />
<br />
Would you care for a pipe?<br />
Can I get you a drink?<br />
Would you care for a woman?<br />
She might help you think.<br />
<br />
We are the ones they pray for,<br />
So I was told.<br />
Another Sunday wasted,<br />
Another story told.<br />
<br />
Would you care for another whiskey?<br />
I'll have one too.<br />
Would you care for a woman,<br />
who never cared for you?<br />
<br />
You can take my hand,<br />
put it over your heart.<br />
You can take my soul,<br />
we'll make a new start.<br />
You can trust my friend,<br />
you won't be alone.<br />
We are the bastards of Eden,<br />
and we'll make a new home.<br />
<br />
We are what?s left of Eden.<br />
I guess it's true.<br />
This world feels so small,<br />
when you?re feeling blue.<br />
<br />
I need a second chance,<br />
to set things right.<br />
I don't need an army.<br />
No, I don't want to fight.<br />
<br />
You can take my hand,<br />
put it over your heart.<br />
You can take my soul,<br />
we'll make a new start.<br />
You can trust my friend,<br />
you won't be alone.<br />
We are the bastards of Eden,<br />
and we'll make a new home.<br />
We?ll make a new home<br />
<br />
(Thanks to Stampead for these lyrics)<br />