Heaven Street Seven Good Old Man Lyrics

Lie to me lie to me lie
I have no other fish to fry
You know you'd do me in if you fled
God for bid
I loved your silence when i thought you were true
But since you deceived me i've had
Worse things to do
You know i've just had to be had
No god for bade
Good old man - is all i ever wanted to be
If i can - i will try and make you see

I like to be a victim if i have to
But in any case i like not to be that, too
Or do i only like to lie like you do?
And who is who? Tell me true