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(D. Fasano/R. Sambora)He'd make a good politicianDon't believe one words he's saidHe's just a slave to traditionScorning the life that I've ledHe tells me that my lifeIs like a game of rouletteIf I place my chips on blackDon't you know it's boundTo come in redA pessimistic manNothing will ever get betterA pessimistic manNobody stands, nobody stands a chanceHe's just a singer of sad songsSinging about his own lifeHe's pointing his fingerWhere good fortune shines it's lightA pessimistic manNothing will ever get betterA pessimistic manNobody stands, nobody stands a chanceLetras de cancionesA pessimistic manNothing will ever get betterA pessimistic manNobody stands, nobody stands a chance From Letras Mania