for your eyes only they say the white man is never the same way twice they say the white man has no soul they say the black man only knows jungle justice they say the brown man is a filthy indian they say an indian doesnt come from india they say the yellow man cant drive they say an in between man has no people they say a woman has no mind of her own you know they say a lot of things they say its all in the cards they say a dream come true is a nightmare but it took more than dreams to get here nothing much is left to chance we see the sun only at a glance everything has to be just so let them say what they want lets see whose hands have the most blisters let them try to pull down the stars that were created by our brothers and sisters in a perfect world wed all have 40 acres and a mule but this aint a perfect world its a perfect storm the earth may shake us all down to hell whichever way the winds may blow may they blow warm nothing much is left to chance we see the sun only at a glance everything has to be just so a club to beat death a heart so theres something to lose a diamond for your eyes and a spade to dig with nothing much is left to chance we see the sun only at a glance everything has to be just so1