Ebony beauty, passed this shade
The looking glass, reflects
Then a voice, calls me back
This is just circumstance; it is not personal
Oh no, it never is

Then you ram your hand in your bag for a little friendly substance
By the time you´re 25, they will say
You´ve gone and blown it
By the time you´re 35, I must confide
You will have, blown them up
Right on queue, just act surprised, when they invite you to take you, curtain call
You climbed china´s wall;
You, curtain call
I´ve done what I´ve done, and it has the ultimate consequence
Then a voice calls me back
This is not business, no it´s more like, spiritual
It´s not what it is
Then you ram your hand in your bag for a little protection

By the time you´re 25, they will say
You´ve gone and blown it
By the time you´re 35, I must confide
You will have, blown them up
Right on queue, just act surprised, when they invite you to take you, curtain call
You´ve climbed, china´s wall
You, curtain call
The closed china´s wall
Curtain call

Ebony beauty, passed this shade
The looking glass reflects