i left my house and the sound of the city and they call me a vagabond and my fate has been decided in the arc light before the dawn i got a brand new thing im gonna kiss my mojo im gonna cure my ill my caravan has gone and departed and the wind cried in my face i have walked upon the wasteland tied and bound to the killing floor i gotta brand new thing im gonna kiss mojo im gonna cure my ill im down again but its not over im down again into a landslide im down again what does it feel like im down again but its not over its not over i open my eyes on the vast horizon and i see the coat that i wear but my fate has been decided in the arc light before the dawn i gotta brand new thing im gonna kiss my mojo im gonna cure my ill im down again but its not over im down again into a landslide im down again what does it feel like im down again but its not over its not over im down again but its not over im down again into a landslide im down again what does it feel like im down again but its not over its not over