It’s been a friend
in sheep’s disguise
with power, though I’m wise
to the fast one they’ve pulled over me
but yet I close my eyes
Cling desperately to every one
a fear of repercussion
Blackmail
is the game they play
I can’t afford not to pay
that dollar ninety-six demanded
high water, hell or hell to pay
I need the hit
relentless, endless, every day
My friend knows well the game